It Is Strange How Sad It Can

Cold - Cold As Truth, Cold As Life. No, Nothing Can Be As Cold As Life.

A Room? A Nice Room? A Beautiful Room? A Beautiful Room With Bath? Swing High, Swing Low, Swing To And Fro...this Happened And That Happened... And Then The Days Came And I Was Alone.

It Was The Darkness That Got You. It Was Heavy Darkness, Greasy And Compelling. It Made Walls Round You, And Shut You In So That You Felt Like You Could Not Breathe.

...morbidly, Attracted Him To Strangeness, To Recklessnesss, Even Unhappiness.

When I Think About It, If I Had To Choose, I'd Rather Be Happy Than Write.