If a line of poetry strays into my memory my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
Experience has taught me when I am shaving of a morning to keep watch over my thoughts because if a line of poetry strays into my memory my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
I'd fallen in love with a woman but she broke up with me and I was devastated. Six months later I went into a suicidal depression from the break-up of the relationship but I resolved to not do what my friends had done. And so I reached out for help.