Pain Or Love Or Danger Makes You

The Fact That Everybody In The World Dreams Every Night Ties All Mankind Together.

Because He Had No Place He Could Stay In Without Getting Tired Of It And Because There Was Nowhere To Go But Everywhere, Keep Rolling Under The Stars.

Work From Pithy Middle Eye Out, Swimming In Language Sea.

The Human Bones Are But Vain Lines Dawdling, The Whole Universe A Blank Mold Of Stars.

She Brooded And Bit Her Rich Lips: My Soul Began Its First Sink Into Her, Deep, Heady, Lost; Like Drowning In A Witches' Brew, Keltic, Sorcerous, Starlike.