Fear / a motor, / pumps me around and around / until I fade slowly.

I am a collection of dismantled almosts.

I am your dwarf. I am the enemy within. I am the boss of your dreams. See. Your hand shakes. It is not palsy or booze. It is your Doppelganger trying to get out. Beware...Beware...

I am alone here in my own mind. There is no map and there is no road. It is one of a kind just as yours is.

God owns heaven but He craves the earth.

Rejoice with the day lily for it is born for a day to live by the mailbox and glorify the roadside

[I] have fantasies of killing myself and thus being the powerful one not the powerless one.