Gasoline

Gasoline

Everything was fine, right up until the day she exploded into his life. Then everything just went up in flames and smoke.

"Weave a circle round her thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For she on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise."
-Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "Kubla Khan"

Chapter titles from Brand New's "Gasoline."
© Springsteen. 2010.