You Can't Escape The Past In Paris,

Ultimately Warhol's Private Moral Reference Was To The Supreme Kitsch Of The Catholic Church.

Well, While I'm Here I'll Do The Work — And What's The Work? To Ease The Pain Of Living. Everything Else, Drunken Dumbshow.

It Means Abandoning Being A Poet, Abandoning Your Careerism, Abandoning Even The Idea Of Writing Any Poetry, Really Abandoning, Giving Up As Hopeless - Abandoning The Possibility Of Really Expressing Yourself To The Nations Of The World. Abandoning The Idea Of Being A Prophet With Honor And Dignity, And Abandoning The Glory Of Poetry And Just Settling Down In The Muck Of Your Own Mindyou Really Have To Make A Resolution To Write For Yourself, In The Sense Of Not Writing To Impress Yourself, But Just Writing What Your Self Is Saying.

Who Can Live With This Consciousness And Not Wake Frightened At Sunrise?

Democracy! Bah! When I Hear That I Reach For My Feather Boa!