It all ends in tears anyway.

Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind.

My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.

I realized that I had died and been reborn numberless times but just didn't remember because the transitions from life to death and back are so ghostly easy, a magical action for naught, like falling asleep and waking up again a million times, the utter casualness and deep ignorance of it.

We are nothing. - Tomorrow we may be die. We are nothing. - You and me.

I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other.

Way far back in the beginning of the world was the whirlwind warning that we could all be blown away like chips and cry- Men with tired eyes realize it now, and wait to deform and decay- with maybe they have the power of love yet in their hearts just the same, I just don't know what that word means anymore- All I want is an ice cream cone