Everyone Loves The Dream But I Kill

Heart May Still Be The Fire In Hearth But I'm Suddenly Too Cold To Continue, And Besides, There's No Hearth Here Anyway And It's The End Of June. Thursday. Almost Noon. And All The Buttons On My Corduroy Coat Are Gone. I Don't Know Why. I'm Sorry Hailey. I Don't Know What To Do.

I'm All Soils West When The Earth Lets Go. I'm A Thousand Julys.

...and There You Have It, Another Body On The Floor Surrounded By Things That Don't Mean Much To Anyone Except To The One Who Can't Take Any Of Them Along.

I Could See Her Get All Nervous But She Was Also Excited. Nightmares Have That Quality, Don't They?

The Ruminations Are Mine, Let The World Be Yours.