Addicts Turn Their Pleasures Into

Nostalgia Keeps Dissolving The Ironic Narratives In Which I Have Contained My Past.

If Everything Had A Label, We Would Live In A Fully Delineated But False World.

Avant-garde Art Jousts With Propriety, But Takes Care Never To Unseat It.

Death Is Hacking Away At My Address Book And Party Lists.

Civilization Creates Discontents; Barbarism Creates Quick Endings.