He said,
"you need to dance
alone on
the folds in the road,
let
the stars in the midnight
sky
eat you up
whole,

before you,

let the sound
of all the
still,
keep you begging
to die."

And if you shake
his advice,
let the
tears fill
your brown
eyes,
and swallow
your last
breath
as you
pat your
little soul
goodbye.