The Only Way To Break A Bad

I'd Give My Goddamned Soul For Just A Glass Of Beer.

I Do Pray. I Pray To Something...up There. I Have A God Sense. It's Not Religious So Much As Superstitious. It's Part Of Being Human, I Guess.

Early On, If I Was Alone Two Three Nights In A Row, I'd Start Writing Poems About Suicide.

Financially, I've Lost Money And Made Money, But I Know My Way Around Financially.

If You're Going To Write, Write One Poem All Your Life, Let Nobody Read It, And Then Burn It. This Is Very Young Thinking, I Confess, But It Is The Seminal Part Of My Life.