I Was Supposed To Be Having The

People Or Stars Regard Me Sadly, I Disappoint Them.

If I Was Going To Fall, I Would Hang On To My Small Comforts, At Least, For As Long As I Possibly Could.

A Terrible Depression Yesterday. Visions Of My Life Petering Out Into A Kind Of Soft-brained Stupor From Lack Of Use.

I Think I Made You Up Inside My Head.

I Have A Violence In Me That Is Hot As Death-blood.