A violent twilight,with speckled spots: stars.A quite night,filled only by space and time andyour own thrashing thoughts.That's not a bird, it's a bat..
Alone only becomes Afraid whenyou see the Prescense of yourthoughts as the Absence ofyour companions.When you are alone you knowwhatever you sayis rig..
I want a soft touchand a cluttered head andtemporary relief.Maybe a stupid boywith sunken eyes andshaking hands.Do you understand?The momentary illusi..