I Went To College In Vermont, And

Disappear Here. The Syringe Fills With Blood. You're A Beautiful Boy And That's All That Matters. Wonder If He's For Sale. People Are Afraid To Merge. To Merge.

I Had Dreamed Of Something So Different From What Reality Was Now Offering Up, But That Dream Had Been A Blind Man's Vision. That Dream Was A Miracle. The Morning Was Fading. And I Remembered Yet Again That I Was A Tourist Here.

People Are Afraid To Merge.

Are You As Much Of A Criminal If You Don't Act When There's A Crime Taking Place In Front Of You As You Are One Of The Participants? That Was Something That I Was Thinking About A Lot Because There Are Many Moments In 'less Than Zero' Where Horrific Things Happen And Clay Could Do Something About Them, But His Passivity Stops Him.

...there Is An Idea Of A Patrick Bateman, Some Kind Of Abstraction, But There Is No Real Me, Only An Entity, Something Illusory, And Though I Can Hide My Cold Gaze And You Can Shake My Hand And Feel Flesh Gripping Yours And Maybe You Can Even Sense Our Lifestyles Are Probably Comparable: I Simply Am Not There.