|With Voice That Bleaker Pealed Than Freezing Wind on Houseless Field|
...Cried, where he stood from the rest apart,
"I am that darkness which fills man's heart
"When it aches and yearns and burns for one
And a new series that I am thinking of calling Now Lay Me Down to Sleep...I "
Yeah, I think I am going to like having a studio. I don't want to go home. Besides that I have no idea what I am going to do with all the boxes of photographs and frames stacked on my bed. It may be good night for a motel...