When Reason Sleeps, The Monsters

Will History Remember Us, I Wonder? I Do Hope So - To Imagine That One Might Do Something, Touch An Event Somehow, & Thereby Transcend The Bounds Of A Single Human Lifetime!

Had Any Poet Adequately Described The Wretched Ugliness Of A Loved One Turned Inside Out With Grief?

I'd Pretty Much Given Up Hope Of Being Published, So I Just Wrote The Book I Wanted To Read.

The Girl In The Mirror Caught My Eye Briefly...it Is An Uncanny Feeling, That Rare Occasion When One Catches A Glimpse Of Oneself In Repose. An Unguarded Moment, Stripped Of Artifice, When One Forgets To Fool Even Oneself.

So Much In Life Came Down To Timing.