It Was Just Terrible! And The Worst

If A Body Catch A Body Coming Through The Rye.

Are All Your Stars Shining?

She Worries Over The Way Her Love For Me Comes And Goes, Appears And Disappears. She Doubts Its Reality Simply Because It Isn't As Steadily Pleasurable As A Kitten. God Knows It Is Sad. The Human Voice Conspires To Desecrate Everything On Earth.

I Didn't Want Any Degrees If All The Ill-read Literates And Radio Announcers And Pedagogical Dummies I Knew Had Them By The Peck.

And I Can't Be Running Back And Fourth Forever Between Grief And High Delight.