People Are Strange When You're A Stranger.

Out Here On The Perimeter There Are No Stars. Out Here We Is Stoned. Immaculate.

Do You Know We Are Ruled By T.v.?

Man, I'm Sick Of Doubt.

All The Poems Have Wolves In Them. All But One. The Most Beautiful One Of All. She Dances In A Ring Of Fire And Throws Off The Challenge With A Shrug.

The Spectator Is A Dying Animal.