There Are So Many People In The

She Wonders If You Can Feel Nostalgic For Something Before It's In The Past, She Wonders If Perhaps Her Vocabulary Is Too Small Or If Her Chemical Intake Has Corroded It And The Music Goes Doowoah Doowoah.

There Are So Many People In The World, And I Want To Know Them All But I Don’t Even Know My Next-door Neighbor’s Name.

I Once Saw A Picture In The Paper Of John Hegley With 'poet' Written On His Knuckles, And I Thought That Was Pretty Cool, So I Was Quite Up Front About It.

It Takes A Lot Of Energy And Creativity To Make Such Screwed Up Lives Carry On. And The Kind Of Will People Have To Survive, Year After Year, Dealing With That Stuff, Is Weirdly Impressive.

There Are Only These: Sparkling Eyes, Smudged Lipstick, Fading Starlight, The Crunching Of Feet On Gravel, Laughter, And A Slow Walk Home.