Don't Bite Till You Know

The Day Of Fire Is Coming, The Thrush Will Fly Ablaze Like A Little Sky Rocket.

The Sanest Thing In This World Is Love.

Yes I Try To Kill Myself In Small Amounts, An Innocuous Occupation. Actually I'm Hung Up On It.

The Tongue, The Chinese Say, Is Like A Sharp Knife: It Kills Without Drawing Blood.

My Death From The Wrists, Two Name Tags, Blood Worn Like A Corsage To Bloom One On The Left And One On The Right.