The World

            The world, now that’s a big place. You got oceans, you got continents, you got the atmosphere. All of it spreadin’ out in a hundred directions, a hundred reflections, and you just got things everywhere. I mean just look at a map, man. Things everywhere. I don’ know bout you, but I sure feel better knowin’ that Eustis Maine exists out there. It’s real, physical, lyrical, know what I mean? Only thing is, unless I’m standin’ on Eustis it’s just an abstraction, just a contraption. Only thing real is the patches my feet touch down on. Still, the world’s real.