An Image Is A Stop The Mind

I Like My Human Experience Served Up With A Little Silence And Restraint. Silence Makes Experience Go Further And, When It Does Die, Gives It That Dignity Common To A Thing One Had Touched And Not Ravished

I'm A Fart In A Gale Of Wind, A Humble Violet Under A Cow Pat.

I Have A Narrative, But You Will Be Put To It To Find It.

The Night Is A Skin Pulled Over The Head Of Day That The Day May Be In Torment.

Love Is The First Lie; Wisdom The Last.