We Understand More Than We Know.

I’m Not Sure Which Is Worse: Intense Feeling, Or The Absence Of It.

Can I Be Blamed For Wanting A Real Body, To Put My Arms Around? Without It I Too Am Disembodied. I Can Listen To My Own Heartbeat Against The Bedsprings...but There’s Something Dead About It, Something Deserted.

Potential Has A Shelf Life.

You Fit Into Me Like A Hook Into An Eye A Fish Hook An Open Eye

Wars Happen Because The Ones Who Start Them Think They Can Win.