I Ride Earth's Burning Carousel.

As A Poet I Would Say Everything Should Be Able To Come Into A Poem But I Can't Put Toothbrushes In A Poem. I Really Can't.

I Wondered What I Thought I Was Burying.

The Silence Between Us Was So Profound I Thought Part Of It Must Be My Fault.

I Do Not Know Who I Am Tonight.

And The Danger Is That In This Move Toward New Horizons And Far Directions, That I May Lose What I Have Now, And Not Find Anything Except Loneliness