Self-inflicted Misery Smirks Under Its Crown Of

Nobody Knows The Trouble I've Seen: Even Less, The Trouble I've Successfully Avoided.

The Narcissist Enjoys Being Looked At And Not Looking Back.

Even In Writing An Annual Report, The Unconscious Plays A Role.

I Reject All Evidence That My Fabulous Beloved Is An Ordinary Person Who Worries, Watches Tv, And Has Bouts Of Indigestion.

The Critic Roams Through Culture, Looking For Prey.