The River Where Your Legs Meet Sprouts Wings And Rus And Crawls And Kicks And Now Speaks.

The Feelings I Get Now Are Close But I Doubt They Could Ever Compete.

I Remember Drinking Kool Aid Its Odour And Its Taste And Drinking 7-Up To Get Well.

A Picture Of Jesus And An Indian Over My Bed, And Playing With Parts Of My Self.

And Now You're So Forgiving.