And So Love Goes. And So Life

Sometimes I Sits And Thinks. Other Times I Sits And Drinks, But Mostly I Just Sits.

The Time Has Come, Everybody Lie Down So You Won't Get Hurt When The Sun Bursts.

I Alone, As The Sharer Of Their Way Of Life, Presented A Replica Of Childhood.

Each Day I Lacerated Myself Thinking On Her, But I Didn't Go Back.

Art Is Good When It Springs From Necessity. This Kind Of Origin Is The Guarantee Of Its Value; There Is No Other.