Love Life Day By Day,

A Ring Of Gold With The Sun In It? Lies. Lies And A Grief.

I Felt Dull And Flat And Full Of Shattered Visions.

Oh What A Poet I Will Flay Myself Into.

I, To You, Am Lost In The Gorgeous Errors Of Flesh.

I Smile, Now, Thinking: We All Like To Think We Are Important Enough To Need Psychiatrists