I Write And That Way

I, Who Called Love My Hope For Love.

I Want The Following Word: Splendor, Splendor Is Fruit In All Its Succulence, Fruit Without Sadness. I Want Vast Distances. My Savage Intuition Of Myself.

Everything In The World Began With A Yes. One Molecule Said Yes To Another Molecule And Life Was Born.

I' Is Merely One Of The World's Instantaneous Spasms.

For One Has The Right To Shout. So, I Am Shouting.