I will never forget as long as I choose to live - and then handed me a pencil and virgin paper. So back to the pedestal, as I recall, I was pulling or tearing you down from it. Dragging you back to this spiral stair case straight out of an Elliot poem that only leads one way. Even from here we've got so much farther to go and it starts with Neurosis and her evil twin Art, and the reflection of myself and her need to change. Someone so high up - her head is shamelessly, immersed in clouds.
Love disappears, baby, a chocolate chemical, rising, falling, illusionary hormones.
It's all in your mind, the only place that counts.