“A shopping cart flipped upside down forms a cage that I use to protect myself from consumerism.”
“You just, barged in and flipped my entire world upside down,” he says, voice heated. “I didn’t know what to do.”
“But sometimes, when confronted by something of unfathomable beauty, the bars of the cage around us begin to tremble. So I ran away to protect myself and remained a prisoner.”
“I want to protect innocent people from sin by locking them in cages, where the evil can't get to them.”
“I need to protect myself from myself. And my clone.”
“Let them go, I tell myself. Say good-bye and forget them. I do my best, thinking of them one by one, releasing them like birds from the protective cages inside me, locking the doors against their return.”