O Heart, Such Disorganization!

When They Asked Me What I Wanted To Be I Said I Didn't Know.

Remember, Remember, This Is Now, And Now, And Now. Live It, Feel It, Cling To It. I Want To Become Acutely Aware Of All I’ve Taken For Granted.

The Moon Has Nothing To Be Sad About, Staring From Her Hood Of Bone. She Is Used To This Sort Of Thing. Her Blacks Crackle And Drag.

I Like People, But To Learn About One Individual Always Appeals To Me More Than Anything.

So I Kiss Him, And There Is The Great Dark Sea Ahead.