Pinned to the hook

"My father had a friend when he was a kid in Texas, in a place called Sulphur Springs. He was kind of the local James Dean, and he used to race the train to the crossing on an Indian motorcycle. He was always talking about getting out of town. That was his big thing: getting out of town. But he always went to the edge of town and turned around and came back. And whenever the train would go through, it would have to slow down to pick up the mail. They had a hook that would come out and catch the mail sack and then keep going. And one day he was racing the train and he met it right at the crossing, and crashed into it. And he was pinned to the hook. But it did take him all the way to the next town."

- Tom Waits

Into starlight.