A Moment Of Eloquence Enthralls

The Flesh Of Past Lovers Looks Both Familiar And Strange.

The Past Goes Right On Pulling Me Apart, Though I Can Scarcely Remember The People Or The Issues.

Sex Is Not Imaginary, But It Is Not Quite Real Either.

Money Is To My Social Existence What Health Is To My Body.

When My Expectations Are Exactly Fulfilled, I Feel That Something Uncanny Has Happened.