The Human Eyelid Is Not Teartight (happily

All Life Long, The Same Questions, The Same Answers.

Tears And Laughter, They Are So Much Gaelic To Me.

Personally I Have No Bone To Pick With Graveyards, I Take The Air There Willingly, Perhaps More Willingly Than Elsewhere, When Take The Air I Must.

Don't Touch Me! Don't Question Me! Don't Speak To Me! Stay With Me!

I Shall State Silences More Competently Than Ever A Better Man Spangled The Butterflies Of Vertigo.