Whenever A Man Is Tired, Wine Is

I've Gone Back In Time To When Dinosaurs Weren't Just Confined To Zoos.

Nor Can One Word Be Chang'd But For A Worse.

I Didn't Lie! I Just Created Fiction With My Mouth!

...like That Star Of The Waning Summer Who Beyond All Stars Rises Bathed In The Ocean Stream To Glitter In Brilliance.

A Hunter Of Shadows, Himself A Shade.