The Privacy Of Reading Frees

My Neglected Duties Crowd Around Me In My Dreams, Murmuring.

Expensive Advertising Courts Us With Hints And Images. The Ordinary Kind Merely Says, Buy.

Seeing My Malevolent Face In The Mirror, My Benevolent Soul Shrinks Back.

The Past Goes Right On Pulling Me Apart, Though I Can Scarcely Remember The People Or The Issues.

Irony Dissolves Sentiment, But Occasionally A Sentiment Is Strong Enough To Dissolve Irony.