We Go To The Past To Lay

One Develops An Instinct For Letting Silence Do The Heavy Lifting. In The Three, Four, Five Seconds That Passed Without Either Of Us Speaking, The Many Ways The Conversation Could Go Came And Went Like Time-lapse Film Of Flowers Blooming And Dying.

With Adolescent Egotism And A Lot Of Money One Can Pretty Much Rule The World.

I'm Too Conceited For Therapy.

Snow Makes Cities Innocent Again, Reveals The Frailty Of The Human Gesture Against The Void.

You Think God Will Never Forgive You, But The Only God Is Beauty And Beauty Always Forgives. It Forgives With Its Infinite Indifference.