In A Way, I Was Safe Writing

My Guiding Principle Is This: Guilt Is Never To Be Doubted.

The Ulterior Motives With Which You Absorb And Assimilate Evil Are Not Your Own But Those Of Evil.

Every Word First Looks Around In Every Direction Before Letting Itself Be Written Down By Me.

What Am I Doing Here In This Endless Winter?

I Can't Feel A Thing; All Mournful Petal Storms Are Dancing Inside The Very Private Spring Of My Head.