She Was A Sea: And I Had

The Sun Rose Like A Stripper, Keeping Its Glory Well Covered By Cloud Till It Seemed There'd Be No Show At All.

I Have The Normal Complement Of Anxieties, Neuroses, Psychoses And Whatever Else - But I'm Absolutely Nothing Special.

What I Tried To Do Is Deliver Movies That Have Worked For Me More Than Once.

Zombies Are The Liberal Nightmare. Here You Have The Masses, Whom You Would Love To Love, Appearing At Your Front Door With Their Faces Falling Off; And You're Trying To Be As Humane As You Possibly Can, But They Are, After All, Eating The Cat. And The Fear Of Mass Activity, Of Mindlessness On A National Scale, Underlies My Fear Of Zombies.

You Are My Beauty, My Body, Perfected. All I Was Drained Off Into You. When You Left, My Health Went With You - Leaving A Moral Morbidity I Smell In My Sleep. The Acts I Committed For The Love Of You. Acts I Can Never Forget. I Crawled Into The Bellies Of The Dead To Fish Out A Little Life... I Have An Appetite For It Now. I Have An Unrelenting Lust For Death.