--- title: Love Song genre: prose id: lovesong toc: "Love song" project: title: Elegies for alternate selves class: elegies order: 15 prev: - title: How it happened link: howithappened next: - title: Rough gloves link: roughgloves ... Walking along in the dark is a good way to begin a song. Walking home in the dark after a long day chasing criminals is another. Running away from an imagined evil is no way to begin a story. I am telling you this because you wanted to know what it's like to tell [something so beautiful][] everyone will cry. I am telling you because I want you to know what it is to keep everything inside of you. I am telling you. Can you see? Can you see into me and reach in your hand and pull me inside out, like an [old shirt][]? Will you wear me until I unravel on your shoulders, will you cut me apart and use my skin to clean up the [cola you spill][] on the floor when you're drunk? I want you to know that I want you to know. Do you want me? To know is to know. [I, you want we.][] We want. That is why we're here. To want is to be is to want and I want you. Do you also? Check yes or no. There is a way to end every story, [every song][]. Every criminal must be caught. Even those who cry dry their tears. I cannot tell you all I want because I want to tell you everything. [There is no art because there is no mirror big enough.][] We wake up every day. Sometimes we sleep. [old shirt]: ronaldmcdonald.html [every song]: swansong.html [something so beautiful]: window.html [cola you spill]: ex-machina.html [I, you want we.]: poetry-time.html [There is no art because there is no mirror big enough.]: hands.html