Pain Narrows Consciousness; Pleasure Blurs It.

Self-realization Is A Comedown From Salvation, But Still Gives Us Something To Hope For.

The Young Have Stolen Our Youthfulness, And Flaunt It Without Shame.

In The City, Nudity Means Something; In The Wild, It Just Exists.

My Secrets Are Petty But Humiliating.

Scholarship Can Find Little To Say About The Obvious.