No One To Hate Except

Life Is A Trick, Life Is A Kitten In A Sack.

Inside Many Of Us Is A Small Old Man Who Wants To Get Out.

Today Life Opened Inside Me Like An Egg.

Some Women Marry Houses. It's Another Kind Of Skin; It Has A Heart, A Mouth, A Liver And Bowel Movements.

Man Is A Bird Full Of Mud, I Say Aloud. And Death Looks On With A Casual Eye And Scratches His Anus.