...water Laughing Softly Down A

Reach Isn’t Describable In Terms Of Cause And Effect Anymore: It’s Simultaneous.

He Looks Tired, Like Someone Walked On His Skin And Left Footprints.

I Haven’t Had Trouble With Writer’s Block. I Think It’s Because My Process Involves Writing Very Badly. My First Drafts Are Filled With Lurching, Clichéd Writing, Outright Flailing Around. Writing That Doesn’t Have A Good Voice Or Any Voice. But Then There Will Be Good Moments. It Seems Writer’s Block Is Often A Dislike Of Writing Badly And Waiting For Writing Better To Happen.

The Pause Makes You Think The Song Will End. And Then The Song Isn't Really Over, So You're Relieved. But Then The Song Does Actually End, Because Every Song Ends, Obviously, And That. Time. The. End. Is. For. Real.

Everyone We've Lost, We'll Find. Or They'll Find Us.