All The Heat And Fear Had Purged

If They Substituted The Word 'lust' For 'love' In The Popular Songs It Would Come Nearer The Truth.

In A Rabbit-fear I May Hurl Myself Under The Wheels Of The Car Because The Lights Terrify Me, And Under The Dark Blind Death Of Wheels I Will Be Safe. I Am Very Tired, Very Banal, Very Confused. I Do Not Know Who I Am Tonight. I Wanted To Walk Until I Dropped And Not Complete The Inevitable Circle Of Coming Home.

My Life Is A Discipline, A Prison: I Live For My Own Work, Without Which I Am Nothing.

When I Fell Out Of The Light, I Entered The Stomach Of Indifference, The Wordless Cupboard.

Before I Give My Body, I Must Give My Thoughts, My Mind, My Dreams.