Two Birds Fly Past. They Are Needed

What I Am Trying To Do Is Bring People Into Grief In Relation To The Society We Have.

I Was Unfaithful Even To Infidelity.

The Beginning Of Love Is A Horror Of Emptiness.

The Sibling Society Is The Flattening Out Of The Previously Democratic Society.

Those Of Us Who Make Up Poems Have Agreed Not To Say What The Pain Is.