I Am This Fiery Snail Crawling Home.

I Never Understood Society. I Undersand That It Works Somehow And That It Functions As A Reality And That Its Realities Are Necessary To Keep Us From Worse Realities. But All I Sense Are That Are Plenty Of Police And Jails And Judges And Laws And That What Is Meant To Protect Me Is Breaking Me Down.

Finally There Is Nothing Here For Death To Take Away.

I Can Almost Understand Why People Leap From Bridges.

A Woman Has To Have Something On Or There's Nothing To Take Off.

In The Morning It Was Morning And I Was Still Alive.