As We All Know, There Is No

I Mean, That's At Least In Part Why I Ingested Chemical Waste - It Was A Kind Of Desire To Abbreviate Myself. To Present The Cliffnotes Of The Emotional Me, As Opposed To The Twelve-column Read.

Everything Grows Rounder And Wider And Weirder, And I Sit Here In The Middle Of It All And Wonder Who In The World You Will Turn Out To Be.

My Heart's In The Right Place. I Know, 'cuz I Hid It There.

I Enjoy Taking Jobs That Make Fun Of Me - Or Me As Princess Leia, Or Me As The Writer, Or Whatever, As Some Idea.

I Was Born Imagining Myself With An Apron On, With Pies Cooling On The Window Sill And Babies Crying Upstairs. I Thought That All That Stuff Would Somehow Anchor Me To The Planet, That It Was The Weight I Needed To Keep From Just Flying Off Into Space.