The Sanest Thing In This World Is

There Is Rust In My Mouth,the Stain Of An Old Kiss.

Our Eyes Are Full Of Terrible Confessions.

Letters Are False Really - They Are Expressions Of The Way You Wish You Were Instead Of The Way You Are.

My Business Is Words. Words Are Like Labels, Or Coins, Or Better, Like Swarming Bees.

I Was The Girl Of The Chain Letter, The Girl Full Of Talk Of Coffins And Keyholes, The One Of The Telephone Bills, The Wrinkled Photo And The Lost Connections.