We Make Some Changes. But Mostly Changes

The Harp Is An Insipid Instrument--no Good For Dancing, Feasting, Or Marching, Only For Sitting Primly In A Parlor Or On A Cloud.

Self-realization Sounds Good. But What If Only An Enraged Dwarf Emerges?

Memories Contain Hidden Editorials On Current Events.

Only The Most Lucid Can See Their Love As Comedy.

The Theme Of My Autobiography Could Only Be Repetition.