1.  my aspirations in the world are to structure my memory formation as in the fashion of rebekkah blakk's first verse in friday and be to society what is an aborted fetus

2.  when the bed-headed poet sleeps no one can hear his poem
except those that exist as well in his dreams

3.  when one can be completely alone with the other, then, my friends, we may have found peace

to have a hole in the whole may we be holy