“Its just an inch from me to you, depending on what map you use.”
“A brick could be used to keep you three inches away from death. ”
“That’s what a map is, you know. Just a memory.”
“Every inch of you was sent to me from heaven.”
“Every bird you downed bore pebbles in its gizzard from a land the maps ignored.”
“… That’s what a map is, you know. Just a memory. Just a wish to go back home—someday, somehow. … ”