I Am Silver And Exact.i Have No

That’s One Of The Reasons I Never Wanted To Get Married. The Last Thing I Wanted Was Infinite Security And To Be The Place An Arrow Shoots Off From. I Wanted Change And Excitement And To Shoot Off In All Directions Myself, Like The Colored Arrows From A Fourth Of July Rocket.

Tomorrow I Will Curse The Dawn, But There Will Be Other, Earlier Nights, And The Dawns Will Be No Longer Hell Laid Out In Alarms And Raw Bells And Sirens.

And I A Smiling Woman. I Am Only Thirty. And Like The Cat I Have Nine Times To Die.

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

The Box Is Only Temporary.