There's No Lack Of Void.

To Restore Silence Is The Role Of Objects.

We Always Find Something, Eh Didi, To Let Us Think We Exist?

Over, Over, There Is A Soft Place In My Heart For All That Is Over, No, For The Being Over, Words Have Been My Only Loves, Not Many.

The New Light Above My Table Is A Great Improvement. With All This Darkness Around Me I Feel Less Alone. (pause.) In A Way. (pause.) I Love To Get Up And Move About In It, Then Back Here To... (hesitates) ...me. (pause.)

What Do We Do Now, Now That We Are Happy?