If I Had Found The Words I

Sensuality Takes Planning And Work.

The Ordinary Life: The Misery Seems Planned, The Happiness Accidental.

Deconstruction: Peering Suspiciously At The Text, I Wait For It To Make A Slip And Betray Itself.

Rule Of Religion: Purpose Breathes Even In Dirt And Stones.

I Would Like To Be A Figment Of My Own Imagination, But Belly And Bowels Will Not Permit.