𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝑵𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆: 𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉
Sitting at the bar, an old man, Jimmy, takes his seat,
He hasn't travelled far, he lives just down the street.
He said, "Why does it look like you've got a broken heart,
When you have a full plate of eggs, and two working arms?"
I said, "How did you know is it really that clear?"
He said, "You're not the first to take your coffee with tears."
So I told him about the boy from the years,
How everywhere I go he never disappears.
I said, "What should I do, should I drive somewhere far?"
He said, "I just read in the papers they're sending people to the stars."
— Prelude to Liquor Store on Mars, Kelsy Karter