i am going to start selling air in dark orange bags marked: moon-blooms

I heard an airplane passing overhead. I wished I was on it.

if you get married they think you're finished and if you are without a woman they think you're incomplete.

Many a good man has been put under the bridge by a woman.

Human relationships didn't work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers. Modern society had created its own kind and they feasted on each other. It was a duel to the death--in a cesspool.

I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to me.

The blankets had fallen off and I stared down at her white back, the shoulder blades sticking out as if they wanted to grow into wings, poke through that skin. Little blades. She was helpless.