Beauty walks a razors edge, someday I'll make it mine. - Bob Dylan

Lifelessness is the Great Enemy & always wears a hip guard —

"But it grieves my heart, love,
To see you tryin' to be a part of
A world that just don't exist.
It's all just a dream, babe,
A vacuum, a scheme, babe,
That sucks you into feelin' like this.

I can see that your head
Has been twisted and fed
By worthless foam from the mouth.
I can tell you are torn
Between stayin' and returnin'
On back to the South.

From "To Ramona

Hearing about Hank's death caught me squarely on the shoulder. The silence of outer space never seemed so loud.