My Mouth Blooms Like A Cut.

Take Adultery Or Theft. Merely Sins. It Is Evil Who Dines On The Soul, Stretching Out Its Long Bone Tongue. It Is Evil Who Tweezers My Heart, Picking Out Its Atomic Worms.

To Tell The Truth Days Are All The Same Size And Words Aren't Much Company.

I Would Like A Simple Life / Yet All Night I Am Laying / Poems Away In A Long Box.

I Am Younger Each Year At The First Snow.

Oh, Darling, Let Your Body In, Let It Tie You In, In Comfort.