I Am Not Comfortable With Abstract Writing,

There Are Dead Stars That Still Shine Because Their Light Is Trapped In Time. Where Do I Stand In This Light, Which Does Not Strictly Exist? (155)

Any Assault On The Borders Of Perception Is Going To Seem Rash At First.

Clouds Are No Deterrent. Clouds Intensify The Drama, Trap And Shape The Light.

People Think About Who They Are In The Stillest Hour Of The Night.

There's Never A Dearth Of Reasons To Shoot At The President.