A Day Of Minor Profit Or Prophet

Homosexuals Are Delicate And Bad Poetry Is Delicate And [allen] Ginsberg Turned The Tables By Making Homosexual Poetry Strong Poetry, Almost Manly Poetry; But In The Long Run, The Homo Will Remain The Homo And Not The Poet.

In The Morning It Was Morning And I Was Still Alive.

...having Nothing To Struggle Against They Have Nothing To Struggle For.

‎"she’ Mad But She’ Magic. There’ No Lie In Her Fire.

We're All Going To Die, All Of Us, What A Circus!