I Use The Words You Taught Me.

All This Business Of A Labour To Accomplish, Before I Can End, Of Words To Say, A Truth To Recover, In Order To Say It, Before I Can End, Of An Imposed Task, Once Known, Long Neglected, Finally Forgotten, To Perform, Before I Can Be Done With Speaking, Done With Listening, I Invented It All, In The Hope It Would Console Me, Help Me To Go On, Allow Me To Think Of Myself As Somewhere On A Road, Moving, Between A Beginning And An End, Gaining Ground, Losing Ground, Getting Lost, But Somehow In The Long Run Making Headway.

It Was Long Since I Had Longed For Anything And The Effect On Me Was Horrible.

The Sun Shone, Having No Alternative, On The Nothing New.

Against The Charitable Gesture There Is No Defence.

Don't Touch Me! Don't Question Me! Don't Speak To Me! Stay With Me!