You Keep Runnin That Mouth

It Had Ceased Raining In The Night And He Walked Out On The Road And Called For The Dog. He Called And Called. Standing In That Inexplicable Darkness. Where There Was No Sound Anywhere Save Only The Wind. After A While He Sat In The Road. He Took Off His Hat And Placed It On The Tarmac Before Him And He Bowed His Head And Held His Face In His Hands And Wept. He Sat There For A Long Time And After A While The East Did Gray And After A While The Right And Godmade Sun Did Rise, Once Again, For All And Without Distinction.

The Martyr Who Longs For The Flames Can Be No Right Candidate For Them.

I Tried To Put Things In Perspective But Sometimes You're Just Too Close To It.

For Even If You Should Have Stood Your Ground, He Said, Yet What Ground Was It?

It Was Always Himself That The Coward Abandoned First. After This All Other Betrayals Came Easily.