Don't Bite Till You Know If It's

The Place I Live In Is A Kind Of Maze And I Keep Seeking The Exit Or The Home.

Once I Was A Couple. I Was My Own King And Queen With Cheese And Bread And Rosé On The Rocks Of Rockport.

God Went Out Of Me As If The Sea Dried Up Like Sandpaper, As If The Sun Became A Latrine.

When I'm Writing, I Know I'm Doing The Thing I Was Born To Do.

When The Cow Gives Blood And The Christ Is Born We Must All Eat Sacrifices. We Must All Eat Beautiful Women.