The Marriage Twists, Holds Firm, A Sailor's

All Day I've Built A Lifetime And Now The Sun Sinks To Undo It.

Being Kissed On The Back Of The Knee Is A Moth At The Windowscreen.

One Can't Build Little White Picket Fences To Keep Nightmares Out.

Perhaps I Am No One. True, I Have A Body And I Cannot Escape From It. I Would Like To Fly Out Of My Head, But That Is Out Of The Question.

Once I Was A Couple. I Was My Own King And Queen With Cheese And Bread And Rosé On The Rocks Of Rockport.