I Drink Sherry And Wine

Over Coffee And Orange Juice The Embryonic Suicide Brightens Visibly.

I Have Never Found Anybody Who Could Stand To Accept The Daily Demonstrative Love I Feel In Me, And Give Back As Good As I Give.

I, Love, I Am The Pure Acetylene Virgin Attended By Roses.

I Am Gone Quite Mad With The Knowledge Of Accepting The Overwhelming Number Of Things I Can Never Know, Places I Can Never Go, And People I Can Never Be.

Good To Know That If I Ever Need Attention All I Have To Do Is Die.