I feel like a wet seed wild in the hot blind earth.

Once a bitch always a bitch$$$ what I say.

You talk to me as if from a distance And I reply with impressions chosen from another time.

I'm kind of an evangelical atheist.

Behind every sucessful person lies a pack of haters.

My mask of sanity was a victim of impending slippage.

he looked at me with such vehemence that I felt like a blip$$$ a fart$$$ in the course of his life.

Everything suddenly seems displaced$$$ subtle gradations erase borders$$$ but its more forceful than that.

When you love a book it loves you back.

My pain is constant and sharp$$$ and I do not hope for a better world for anyone.