People Empty Me. I Have To Get

The Pest, In A Sense, Is A Very Superior Being To Us: He Knows Where To Find Us And How--usually In The Bath Or In Sexual Intercourse Or Asleep.

Once In A Dream I Saw A Snake Swallowing Its Own Tail, It Swallowed And Swallowed Until It Got Halfway Round, And There It Stopped And There It Stayed, It Was Stuffed With Its Own Self. Some Fix, That. We Only Have Ourselves To Go On, And It's Enough.

One More Drink And You're Dead. This Is No Way To Talk To A Suicide Head.

The Whole World Is Caught In Her Glance And At Last The Universe Is Magnificent.

Are You Becoming What You've Always Hated?