Death Meant Little To Me. It Was

I Was Naturally A Loner, Content Just To Live With A Woman, Eat With Her, Sleep With Her, Walk Down The Street With Her. I Didn't Want Conversation, Or To Go Anywhere Except The Racetrack Or The Boxing Matches. I Didn't Understand T.v. I Felt Foolish Paying Money To Go Into A Movie Theatre And Sit With Other People To Share Their Emotions. Parties Sickened Me. I Hated The Game-playing, The Dirty Play, The Flirting, The Amateur Drunks, The Bores.

Bad Poetry Is Caused By People Who Sit Down And Think, Now I Am Going To Write A Poem.

When You Clean Up A City, You Destroy It.

We Are Hardly Ever As Strong As That Which We Create.

And The Color In My Eyes Has Gone Back Into The Sea.