From Soul To Soul, And Heart To

It's Funny, In Literature No One Ever Goes To The Lavatory.

Plenty Of Clever Children Have To Pretend To Be Not Clever Or Else They Get Bullied By The Thick.

We Have Newsreaders Behaving Like Actors, Lowering Their Voices If It's A Sad Story, As If We Didn't Know It's A Sad Story. There Isn't A Single Cool Newsreader.

I Was Cutting And Threading Pipe In The Tunnels To Get Water Into The Shower Rooms For Athletics. I Was Repairing Old Metal Windows, Fixing Cement Walls Where Rain Was Coming Through, And Drying Out The Maple Gym Floors In Hopes Of Removing The Warping.

It's The End. But The Moment Has Been Prepared For.