Here We Go Mother On The Shipless

Could You Visit Me In Dreams? That Would Cheer Me. Sweet To See Friends In The Night, However Short The Time.

Poetry - Poiesis Means A Thing Made.

Consider Incompleteness As A Verb.

The Beloved's Innocence Brutalizes The Lover. As The Singing Of A Mad Person Behind You On The Train Enrages You, Its Beautiful Animal-like Teeth Shining Amid Black Planes Of Paint. As Helen Enrages History. Senza Uscita.

No Need To Fear Death. There Will Be A Tunnel And Light.