That's One Of The Great Sadnesses Of

He Turns His Back To The Far Shore And Rows Toward It. He Can In This Way Travel Away From, Yet Still See, His House....he Feels He Is Riding A Floating Skeleton...some Birds In The Almost-dark Are Flying As Close To Their Reflections As Possible.

Some Events Take A Lifetime To Reveal Their Damage And Influence.

I Thought I Was Being Loved Because I Was Being Altered.

I'll Be Looking At The Moon, But I'll Be Seeing You.

All I Ever Wanted Was A World Without Maps.