Burn All The Maps To Your Body.

I Feel As If I Am An Ad For The Sale Of A Haunted House: 18 Rooms $37,000 I’m Yours Ghosts And All.

For Fear You Will Be Alone You Do So Many Things That Aren't You At All.

In A Cafe" I Watched A Man In A Cafe Fold A Slice Of Bread As If He Were Folding A Birth Certificate Or Looking At The Photograph Of A Dead Lover.

Finding Is Losing Something Else. I Think About, Perhaps Even Mourn, What I Lost To Find This

It's Strange How The Simple Things In Life Go On While We Become More Difficult.