Some Events Are In The Area Of

Some Events Are In The Area Of The Soul Where Words Cannot Penetrate.

The Time Has Come, Everybody Lie Down So You Won't Get Hurt When The Sun Bursts.

Sometimes I Sits And Thinks. Other Times I Sits And Drinks, But Mostly I Just Sits.

Each Day I Lacerated Myself Thinking On Her, But I Didn't Go Back.

I See No Greatness In My Self...i'm A Simple-minded, Child-like, Insipid Sort Of Moronic And Kind Of Akward Feeling Adolescent.