A True Poet Does Not Bother To

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

The Hot Hall Full Of Painted Girls And American Soldiers Is A Saloon In Some Western Film. This Noise Drenches Us, Wakens Us To Do Something Else. It Shows Us A Lost Path.

Mirrors Would Do Well To Reflect A Little More Before Sending Back Images.

If An Addict Who Has Been Completely Cured Starts Smoking Again He No Longer Experiences The Discomfort Of His First Addiction. There Exists, Therefore, Outside Alkaloids And Habit, A Sense For Opium, An Intangible Habit Which Lives On, Despite The Recasting Of The Organism. The Dead Drug Leaves A Ghost Behind. At Certain Hours It Haunts The House.

Celebrity: I Picture Myself As A Marble Bust With Legs To Run Everywhere.