As A Poet I Would Say Everything

I Wanted To Be Where Nobody I Knew Could Ever Come.

I Do Not Know Who I Am Tonight.

A Fierce Brief Fusion Which Dreamers Call Real, And Realists, An Illusion; An Insight Like The Flight Of Birds.

A Living Doll, Everywhere You Look. It Can Sew, It Can Cook, It Can Talk, Talk, Talk. . . . My Boy, It's Your Last Resort. Will You Marry It, Marry It, Marry It.

You Cannot Regard Your Own Life With Objective Curiosity All The Time.