Pain Wanders Through My Bones Like A

The Indignity Of It!- With Everything Blooming Above Me, Lilies, Pale-pink Cyclamen, Roses, Whole Fields Lovely And Inviolate,- Me Down In The Fetor Of Weeds, Crawling On All Fours, Alive, In A Slippery Grave.

I Came To Love, I Came Into My Own.

The Darkness Has It's Own Light.

I Am Overwhelmed By The Beautiful Disorder Of Poetry, The Eternal Virginity Of Words.

I Lose And Find Myself In The Long Water. I Am Gathered Together Once More.