But My Future Is A Secret. /

I Would Like A Simple Life / Yet All Night I Am Laying / Poems Away In A Long Box.

I Would Like To Bury All The Hating Eyes Under The Sand Somewhere.

There Is A Good Look That I Wear Like A Blood Clot. I Have Sewn It Over My Left Breast. I Have Made A Vocation Of It.

Sorrow Is Easier Than Guilt.

So I Won't Hang Around In My Hospital Shift, Repeating The Black Mass And All Of It. I Say Live, Live Because Of The Sun, The Dream, The Excitable Gift.