Everything I Can't See / Is At

Oh Abstractions Are Just Abstract Until They Have An Ache In Them.

A True Inner World Is Often Revealed By Style And Sensibility As Much As By What Appears To Be Confession.

Everything I Can't See / Is At Least As Real As What I Can.

A Moment Of Something Between Acceptance And Resignation Of One's Smallness In The World.

Bring To Me, It Said, Continual Proof / You've Been Alive.