Cheers For Spring; For Life;

I Opened The Door And Blinked Out Into The Bright Hall. I Had The Impression It Wasn't Night And It Wasn't Day, But Some Lurid Third Interval That Had Suddenly Slipped Between Them And Would Never End.

The Man Creates A Pseudonym And Hides Behind It Like A Worm

A Black-sharded Lady Keeps Me In A Parrot Cage.

Every Day Is Precious And I Feel Infinitely Sad At This Time Melting Away From Me.

I Didn't Really See Why People Should Look At Me. Plenty Of People Looked Queerer Than I Did.