If I Was Dead, I

God Is A Witness That Cannot Be Sworn.

Clear To Me At Last That The Dark I Have Always Struggled To Keep Under Is In Reality My Most

Our Vulgar Perception Is Not Concerned With Other Than Vulgar Phenomena.

You're On Earth. There's No Cure For That.

I Lay Down Across Her With My Face In Her Breasts And My Hand On Her. We Lay There Without Moving. But Under Us All Moved, And Moved Us, Gently, Up And Down, And From Side To Side.