I Didn't Want To Write

Anything I Tell You Is An Alibi For Something Else." Then Let's Be Quiet Together.

It Was A Dance Of Masks And Every Mask Was Perfect Because Every Mask Was A Real Face And Every Face Was A Real Mask So There Was No Mask And There Was No Face For There Was But One Dance In Which There Was But One Mask But One True Face Which Was The Same And Which Was A Thing Without A Name Which Changed And Changed Into Itself Over And Over.

Shouldering Your Loneliness Like A Gun That You Will Not Learn To Aim, You Stumble Into This Movie House Then You Climb, You Climb Into The Frame.

We Are So Small Between The Stars, So Large Against The Sky.

The Older I Get, The Surer I Am That I'm Not Running The Show.