Is There No Way Out

O Heart, Such Disorganization!

The Trouble About Jumping Was That If You Didn't Pick The Right Number Of Stories, You Might Still Be Alive When You Hit Bottom.

If They Substituted The Word 'lust' For 'love' In The Popular Songs It Would Come Nearer The Truth.

The Slime Of All My Yesterdays Rots In The Hollow Of My Skull.

There Is A Charge For The Eyeing Of My Scars, There Is A Charge For The Hearing Of My Heart - It Really Goes. And There Is A Charge, A Very Large Charge, For A Word Or A Touch Or A Bit Of Blood Or A Piece Of My Hair Or My Clothes.