I Like People Too Much Or Not

Your Body Hurts Me As The World Hurts God

Jealousy Can Open The Blood, It Can Make Black Roses.

I Am Still Raw. I Say I May Be Back. You Know What Lies Are For. Even In Your Zen Heaven We Shan't Meet.

Masks Are The Order Of The Day - And The Least I Can Do Is Cultivate The Illusion That I Am Gay, Serene, Not Hollow And Afraid.

I Have Stitched Life Into Me Like A Rare Organ