Elvis Died The Day He Went Into

I Think It's False, Shallow, To Be Giving To Others When Your Own Need Is Great. The Idea Is Not To Comfort People, Not To Make Them Feel Better But To Make Them Feel Worse, To Constantly Put Before Them The Degradations And Humiliations They Go Through To Get What They Call A Living Wage.

I Don't Believe In Magic ... I Don't Believe In Jesus ... I Don't Believe In Buddha ... I Don't Believe In Elvis ... I Don't Believe In Beatles.

We Want To Go Forward, But Which Way Are We Facing?

Nothing Is Real.

How Poetry Comes To The Poet Is A Mystery.