It Never Occurred To Me To Say

Doing All The Little Tricky Things It Takes To Grow Up, Step By Step, Into An Anxious And Unsettling World.

I Dreamed That You Bewitched Me Into Bed And Sung Me Moon-struck, Kissed Me Quite Insane. (i Think I Made You Up Inside My Head.)

One Thing, I Try To Be Honest. And What Is Revealed Is Often Rather Hideously Unflattering.

I Need Not To Be More With Others, But To Be More & More Deeply, Richly Alone. Recreating Worlds.

No Day Is Safe From News Of You.