I am falling into the abyss
My fate is sealed
What a cruel martyrdom

you must get well right
away your mistress loves

you and she needs you to

Don’t Try to Explain

The mind of a lover is a labyrinth
of false starts and miscalculations

The lightest touch
if it is gently giv-
en can yield as much
affection as a deep

 The apparition of these faces in the bough;
Crowds on a wet, black petal.

The apparition of these boughs in the face;
Crowds on a wet, black petal.

My theory that the people on both sides
of the mountain range were Brabers is a-

rousing violent controversy and censure

is too much with me daylong and
in my dreams my mind is invaded

Remembering Nabokov

 A dark damp night and a sudden hatch
of moths has covered the glass of the

Egon Schiele knew that he was two people
there was no doubt about it Romain Gary

wanted to be two people but he made a

They call me Jack Jigger because
I'm entirely made of little pieces
Taken from other people (some are