I Still Need Practice In Enjoying The

I Am, I Said To No One There And No One Heard At All, Not Even A Chair.

I Am, I Cried. I Am, I Said. And I Am Lost.

Shame, It Comes In Every Size, Touches Many Lives, Knocks On Many Doors.

Free, Only Want To Be Free, We Huddle Close, Hang On To A Dream.

My Writing Is Different. I Think It's Better. I Think It's Deeper. But, Strangely Enough, It Covers A Lot Of The Old Ground. Maybe It Says It In A More Sophisticated Way ... But I [have Written] About Basically The Same Subjects Over The Years.