We’ve Died So Many Times Now That

Some Lose All Mind And Become Soul,insane. Some Lose All Soul And Become Mind, Intellectual. Some Lose Both And Become Accepted

Sometimes I Hate You," She Said.

It Seems I Make A Lot Of Mistakes And It Seems That I Am Not Allowed Any.

I Will Remember The Kisses Our Lips Raw With Love And How You Gave Me Everything You Had And How I Offered You What Was Left Of Me, And I Will Remember Your Small Room The Feel Of You The Light In The Window Your Records Your Books Our Morning Coffee Our Noons Our Nights Our Bodies Spilled Together Sleeping The Tiny Flowing Currents Immediate And Forever Your Leg My Leg Your Arm My Arm Your Smile And The Warmth Of You Who Made Me Laugh Again.

I Do Not Like To Work And Have No Trade But I Do Like To Eat, So This Is Basic, The Basic Training Of Slaves To Fear.