What Destruction Have I Been Blessed By?

If The Greatest God Is The Stillness All The Motions Add Up To, Then We Must Ineluctably Be Included.

Attend To Mushrooms And All Other Things Will Answer Up.

A Poem Generated By Its Own Laws May Be Unrealized And Bad In Terms Of So-called Objective Principles Of Taste, Judgement, Deduction.

If We Ask A Vague Question, Such As, 'what Is Poetry?' We Expect A Vague Answer, Such As, 'poetry Is The Music Of Words,' Or 'poetry Is The Linguistic Correction Of Disorder.'

With The First Step, The Number Of Shapes The Walk Might Take Is Infinite, But Then The Walk Begins To Define Itself As It Goes Along, Though Freedom Remains Total With Each Step: Any Tempting Side Road Can Be Turned Into An Impulse, Or Any Wild Patch Of Woods Can Be Explored. The Pattern Of The Walk Is To Come True, Is To Be Recognized, Discovered.