Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.
Opened Ground: Selected Poems, 1966-1996You promised me one night. I want you next to me tonight. We have the rest of our lives to be apart.
Love Left BehindDon't worry know what you can't change. rest when you can so you'll be ready for tomorrows battle.
Last SacrificeThe spirit partly lies in physical body, the rest of it is still waiting to be refitted.
My Ancestor Was an Ancient AstronautWhen I hear people say Rest In Peace, I get jealous, because I’m a restless sleeper.
Sleepwalking is resterciseIn bed, I could climb in, if you ever rest. Then I could mount you like Everest.
Seriously delirious, but not at all serious