I Do Not Know Who

But Writing Poems And Letters Doesn't Seem To Do Much Good.

I Didn’t Want Any Flowers, I Only Wanted To Lie With My Hands Turned Up And Be Utterly Empty. How Free It Is, You Have No Idea How Free.

So Much Working, Reading, Thinking, Living To Do! A Lifetime Is Not Long Enough.

I Do Not Fear It: I Have Been There.

Read Widely Of Others' Experiences, Even If It'd Be More Comfortable To Snuggle Back In The Comforting Cotton-wool Of Blissful Ignorance.