#mark gill

Steven Patrick Morrissey: Life. In its humdrum sense is worth avoiding. It's the factory for father, and the kitchen for mother. It's arguments at the dinner table. Missing children on the news. And through it all, a sense that things are slowly falling apart. Is it better to choose another record, to flip the lid on the pills and wait for something to happen? Is it better to turn out the lights, climb under the covers, until sleep invites you to a world you've always wanted? Is it better than the one that's in front of us?