Abundance Is Scooped From Abundance Yet Abundance

O Starry Night, This Is How I Want To Die

All In All, I'd Say, The World Is Strangling.

Big Heart, Wide As A Watermelon, But Wise As Birth, There Is So Much Abundance In The People I Have.

Poetry To Me Is Prayer.

The Boys And Girls Are One Tonight. They Unbutton Blouses. They Unzip Flies. They Take Off Shoes. They Turn Off The Light. The Glimmering Creatures Are Full Of Lies. They Are Eating Each Other. They Are Overfed. At Night, Alone, I Marry The Bed.