The Pest, In A Sense,

Our Bones Like Stems Into The Sky Will Forever Cry Victory

I Loved You Like A Man Loves A Woman He Never Touches, Only Writes To, Keeps Little Photographs Of.

I Am Not A Man Who Looks For Solutions In God Or Politics. If Somebody Else Wants To Do The Dirty Work And Create A Better World For Us And He Can Do It, I Will Accept It.

Joan Of Arc Had Style. Jesus Had Style.

Life Itself Is Not The Miracle. That Pain Should Be So Constant, That's The Miracle -