Every Story I've Written Was

You Have To Know How To Accept Rejection And Reject Acceptance.

It Could Reach Up And Grab The Moon.

A Life's Work Should Be Based On Love.

(...) And Metaphors Like Cats Behind Your Smile, Each One Wound Up To Purr, Each One A Pride, Each One A Fine Gold Beast You've Hid Inside (...)

Way Out In The Country Tonight He Could Smell The Pumpkins Ripening Toward The Knife And The Triangle Eye And The Singeing Candle.