No one can be in two places at once

I used to stand in the middle of the railroad tracks on Sundays, one foot on either side of the county border line, just so I could tell you that I was in two places at once.

You would shake your head in that disapproving, familiar way, and tell me that no one could be in two places at once, and besides, standing on railroad tracks was illegal, and I had better watch it or else I was liable to get ticketed.

I informed you that wanting to live a little was not illegal.

The day you died I rode full speed down the nearby hill with my bare legs on the handlebars of my mother's bike, the sun shining full in my eyes. I swear to god my hands lifted off the handlebars and flew away, and to this day I still can't find them, but you, you know where they are.

I got a ticket for walking on those railroad tracks and two weeks ago I rode down that hill remembering you, and when I crashed at the bottom I thought I felt you hold my hand.

But no one can be in two places at once.

Far and further away. This is the only way I still want you.	A few minutes is all it will take sometimes to completely undo me	Because: Context is not important. Because: My life is one long series of contexts.	A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
How Can You Be in Two Places at Once When You're Not Anywhere at All?	corpus callosum	Two heads are better than one	that distance between two heads
Bilocation	Fake ID	Somewhere Else	Every molecule in my body was once part of a star
Where two roads once diverged	everything and nothing	Sometimes I do things just to feel alive	Electrocuted crows hung the wrong way up on the power lines, smoking feathers falling like leaves.
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life	I Can	Amnesiac	I like you. Now let me tell you all my flaws.
Tell me a story about being really alive	Coupling	Soft link