Home Is Where The Heart Is And

The Bed Is Now As Public As The Dinner Table And Governed By The Same Rules Of Formal Confrontation.

I Am Entirely Alone. I And My Shadow Fill The Universe.

How Far Does A Pretence Of Feeling, Maintained With Absolute Conviction, Become Authentic?

Among The Monsters, I Am Well Hidden; Who Looks For A Leaf In A Forest?

I Desire Therefore I Exist.