Be With Me In The Phases Of My Work Because My Brain Feels Like It Has Been Whipped And I Yearn To Make A Small Perfect Thing Which Will Live In Your Morning Like Curious Static Through A President's Elegy Or A Nude Hunchback Acquiring A Tan On The Crowded Oily Beach.
Anything I tell you is an alibi for something else." Then let's be quiet together.
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of Dance me to the end of love
Your body will never be familiar.
A man never got a woman back... not by begging on his knees.
The wars they will be fought again The holy dove be caught again bought and sold and bought again; the dove is never free.