There's So Much Goop Inside Of Us,

In My Writing, I Want To Be Laid Bare As A Human Being.

There Was A Part Of Her She Hadn’t Yet Allowed To Be Born Because It Was Too Beautiful For This Place

All These Weirdos, And Me Getting A Little Better Every Day Right In The Midst Of Them. I Had Never Known, Never Even Imagined For A Heartbeat, That There Might Be A Place For People Like Us.

Talk Into My Bullet Hole. Tell Me I'm Fine.

And You, You Ridiculous People, You Expect Me To Help You.