Poets Don't Draw. They Unravel Their Handwriting

The Instinct Of Nearly All Societies Is To Lock Up Anybody Who Is Truly Free. First, Society Begins By Trying To Beat You Up. If This Fails, They Try To Poison You. If This Fails Too, The Finish By Loading Honors On Your Head.

I Am Burning Myself Up And Will Always Do So.

The Poet Doesn't Invent. He Listens.

Without Resistance You Can Do Nothing

Tact In Audacity Is Knowing How Far You Can Go Without Going Too Far.