Laughter Scares Off Lust.

Cruel Impulses Stir All About My Kindly Heart.

Self-righteous Victims Invite Extra Nails.

Fear Regulates. Appetite Impels.

The Psychiatrist's Office: The Only Place I Can Be Sure My Story Will Be Treated As Sad, But Interesting.

Mild Brown Eyes Beckon Me To The Past, But Memory Provides No Clue.