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Me Too, I Make Do, I Anoint What Cannot Be Fixed.

In The Synagogue Of My Heart... I Myself Jail And The Jailed, I Go Wounded, Bite-marked

Love Is When You Suddenly Wake Up As A Cannibal, And Not Just Any Old Cannibal, Or Else Wake Up Destined For Devourment.

We Must Learn To Speak The Language Women Speak When There Is No One There To Correct Us.

I Am Sick Of Death And Worst Of All This Sickness Feeds On Itself, The More Afraid I Am The More I Am Afraid The More I Flee The More I Am Afraid The More I Am Haunted.