All Who Love Have Lied.

Evil Is Maybe Lying To God. Or Better, Lying To Love.

When Someone Kisses Someone Or Flushes The Toilet It Is My Other Who Sits In A Ball And Cries. My Other Beats A Tin Drum In My Heart. My Other Hangs Up Laundry As I Try To Sleep. My Other Cries And Cries And Cries When I Put On A Cocktail Dress.

To Be Without God Is To Be A Snake / Who Wants To Swallow An Elephant.

The Marriage Twists, Holds Firm, A Sailor's Knot.

Everyone In Me Is A Bird I Am Beating All My Wings