I stare out the window on the city bus. The world is in motion. I put my fingers on the glass. And I am wondering how to keep from dying...

I shut my eyes. So that no one can see. And breathe a silent breath.

The movement of time is slow. Stiff. Cold. Outside. I can hear their beating hearts. The people. All of them like me.

It is us.

Human beings... We just... need. We need to know. We need to see. We need each other like fools. We need to fuck. We need to love. And laugh and hate and wine and dine and cry. Wailing like animals. In the night. We need.

I suppose that I just need to feel good for a while. Let go of my pain. For a moment. Long enough to remember.