In Nature There Are Few Sharp Lines

Everything Is Discursive Opinion Instead Of Direct Experience.

It's Not A Love Of Poetry Readings That Attracts Those Who Do Come To Them But Theater.

Where But In The Very Asshole Of Comedown Is Redemption: As Where But Brought Low, Where But In The Grief Of Failure, Loss, Error Do We Discern The Savage Afflictions That Turn Us Around: Where But In The Arrangements Love Crawls Us Through

Definition, Rationality, And Structure Are Ways Of Seeing, But They Become Prisons When They Blank Out Other Ways Of Seeing.

Though I Have Looked Everywhere / I Can Find Nothing Lowly / In The Universe.