Being Kissed On The Back

Writers Are Such Phonies: They Sometimes Have Wise Insights But They Don't Live By Them At All. That's What Writers Are Like...you Think They Know Something, But Usually They Are Just Messes.

I Would Like To Bury All The Hating Eyes Under The Sand Somewhere.

There Is Rust In My Mouth,the Stain Of An Old Kiss.

It's All A Matter Of History. Brandy Is No Solace. Librium Only Lies Me Down Like A Dead Snow Queen. Yes! I Am Still The Criminal.

I Am Torn In Two But I Will Conquer Myself.