This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed

Is there any way I might touch yo… that doesn’t skim right off the su… of your exquisitely contrived vene… Is there a plea which I might utt… that would stir you from within?

Been wasting away in this hovel for too many days to count; wishing, hoping, scheming, sometimes even praying, for any way to get out.

Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,

How does a landed mariner ever tell a living soul about the exquisite rapture of the sultry siren’s song ? As it echoed through the mist,

I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…

My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me

Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,

What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…