So I Kiss Him, And

I Am Terrified By This Dark Thing That Sleeps In Me.

The Sun Gives You Ulcers, The Wind Gives You T.b. Once You Were Beautiful.

God, How I Ricochet Between Certainties And Doubts.

I Have Let Things Slip, A Thirty-year~old Cargo Boat Stubbornly Hanging On To My Name And Address.

When You Give Someone Your Whole Heart And He Doesn't Want It, You Cannot Take It Back. It's Gone Forever.