I Get Into A Rut, Unable To

There Must Be Quite A Few Things That A Hot Bath Won't Cure, But I Don't Know Many Of Them.

So I Began To Think Maybe It Was True That When You Were Married And Had Children It Was Like Being Brainwashed, And Afterward You Went About As Numb As A Slave In A Totalitarian State.

The Blood Of Love Welled Up In My Heart With A Slow Pain.

If You Dissect A Bird / To Diagram The Tongue, / You'll Cut The Chord / Articulating Song.

Spiderlike, I Spin Mirrors, Loyal To My Image.