The Marriage Twists, Holds Firm, A Sailor's

It Is June. I Am Tired Of Being Brave.

The Place I Live In Is A Kind Of Maze And I Keep Seeking The Exit Or The Home.

I Am Teaching... This Year It's Kind Of Like Having A Love Affair With A Rhinoceros.

Thumbs Grow Into My Throat. I Wear Slaps Like A Spot Of Rouge.

I've Grown Tired Of Love You Are The Trouble With Me I Watch You Walk Right By