I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here.

I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here.

There is no such thing as happiness, only lesser shades of melancholy.

There is no such thing as happiness, only lesser shades of melancholy.

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
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I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.

I quickly laugh at everything for fear of having to cry.

I quickly laugh at everything for fear of having to cry.

Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.

Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.

Nostalgia: When you find the present tense and past perfect.

Nostalgia: When you find the present tense and past perfect.

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!

People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.

People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.

There is no aphrodisiac like innocence.

There is no aphrodisiac like innocence.