'In the old days at home the Neverland had always begun to look a little dark and threatening by bedtime. Then unexplored patches arose in it and spread, black shadows moved about in them, the roar of the beasts of prey was quite different now, and...
and all these girls with their anorexic smiles make me smile -- we're one and the same in this and that way.
and i know whatever bad i do that they are here with me.
and i smile at the shine of my spine when in the fading light we hold each other's hands and she sings;
don't worry, my baby's fine in the sordid moonlight -- and we're all sunken in tears in this and that way
and i stagger on my bruises sutures that have the hue of infection -- i feel feminine arms around me and see our bones sticking through us and the scaffolding of ribs that disjoint --
and we sway, there is no shame in our empty mouths; there is no shame about our skeletal cheeks that blush violent blue under those guys' wandering eyes --
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