I Was So Thin I Could Slice

I Don’t Understand People, Never Will. It Looks Like I Got To Travel Pretty Much Alone.

We Use Such Big Words To Move Nowhere.

The Last Cigarettes Are Smoked, The Loaves Are Sliced, And Lest This Be Taken For Wry Sorrow, Drown The Spider In Wine. You Are Much More Than Simply Dead: I Am A Dish For Your Ashes, I Am A Fist For Your Vanished Air. The Most Terrible Thing About Life Is Finding It Gone.

I Can Almost Understand Why People Leap From Bridges.

Most People's Deaths Are A Sham. There's Nothing Left To Die.