Here Is An Unfenced Existance

Dear, I Can't Write, It's All A Fantasy: A Kind Of Circling Obsession.

I Wouldn't Mind Seeing China If I Could Come Back The Same Day.

Life Is First Boredom, Then Fear.

Why Should I Let The Toad Work Squat On My Life? Can't I Use My Wit As A Pitchfork And Drive The Brute Off? Six Days Of The Week It Soils With Its Sickening Poison-- Just For Paying A Few Bills! That's Out Of Proportion.

Beneath It All, Desire Of Oblivion Runs: Despite The Artful Tensions Of The Calendar, The Life Insurance, The Tabled Fertility Rites, The Costly Aversion Of The Eyes From Death- Beneath It All, Desire Of Oblivion Runs.