So Complex. In His Behavior. Crowded Into A. Hole. . Racial Incoherence. Nowhere Left to Go. . Misery: Is Unforgiving. He Struggles From Within. . He Roams The Human Wasteland.
We cling to each other. like a child and a mother. a desperation of seperation. I feel i'm going under. . to the left to the right to the middle. my head is spinning around.