Things Take The Time They

Who Knows What Will Happen Or Where I Will Be Sent, Yet Already I Have Given A Great Many Things Away, Expecting To Be Told To Pack Nothing, Except The Prayers Which, With This Thirst, I Am Slowly Learning.

Love, Love, Love, Says Percy. And Hurry As Fast As You Can Along The Shining Beach, Or The Rubble, Or The Dust. Then, Go To Sleep. Give Up Your Body Heat, Your Beating Heart. Then, Trust.

Whoever You Are, No Matter How Lonely, The World Offers Itself To Your Imagination.

Everybody Has To Have Their Little Tooth Of Power. Everybody Wants To Be Able To Bite.

I Took One Look And Fell, Hook And Tumble.