Youth is cause, effect is age; so with the thickening of the neck we get data.
Dreams have only the pigmentation of fact.
Why is it that whenever I hear music I think I’m a bride?
This head has risen above its hair in a moment of abandon known only to men who have drawn their feet out of their boots to walk awhile in the corridors of the mind.
I have a narrative, but you will be put to it to find it.
Man is the only thing that has no further use after something goes amiss.