Our Lives Are Like A Candle In

Shame Is The Feeling You Have When You Agree With The Woman Who Loves You That You Are The Man She Thinks You Are.

The Drum In A Dream Pounds Loud To The Dreamer.

Poetry Is A Sequence Of Dots And Dashes, Spelling Depths, Crypts, Cross-lights, And Moon Wisps.

Enough Small Empty Boxes Thrown Into A Big Empty Box Fill It Full.

There Is Only One Child In The World And The Child’s Name Is All Children.