he slowly places his hands into the pockets of his pants , shaking his head . he came to , to someone shouting his name . `` i can go wherever you need me to . '' as if i could even say that name . how many times had i kissed a woman and experienced nothing ? there was no uncomfortable edge , no angry itch . `` maybe i wanted to hear your voices . also , do not go too far to the other extreme . was this what it was like when you died ? 