Sovereign. Deadly. Perfect.

I Was Aware Now, As Ever, That Between All People There Were First Times You See Them And Last Times You See Them.

Good Bands You Can Kind Of Lose, Then Come Back And Realize They're Still Good.

...i Couldn't Let Go Of The Thought That It Had, In Fact, Been He, Restless And Moody Heathcliff. Day After Day, He Floated Through All The Wal-marts In America, Searching For Me In A Million Lonely Aisles.

We're Living Longer, We Social Network Alone With Our Screens, And Our Depth Of Feeling Gets Shallower. Soon It'll Be Nothing But A Tide Pool, Then A Thimble Of Water, Then A Micro Drop.

What, Really, Was The Difference Between Something Hounding You And Something Leading You Somewhere?