Our Can'ts Were Born To

One Pierced Moment Whiter Than The Rest -turning From The Tremendous Lie Of Sleep I Watch The Roses Of The Day Grow Deep.

Unbeing Dead Isn't Being Alive.

To Destroy Is Always The First Step In Any Creation.

It's Spring When The World Is Puddle-wonderful

Guilt Is The Cause Of More Marauders Than History's Most Obscene Disauders