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Simplicity Is Not A Simple Thing.

I Had No Idea Of The Character. But The Moment I Was Dressed, The Clothes And The Make-up Made Me Feel The Person He Was. I Began To Know Him, And By The Time I Walked Onto The Stage He Was Fully Born.

Beauty Is An Omnipresence Of Death And Loveliness, A Smiling Sadness That We Discern In Nature And All Things, A Mystic Communion That The Poet Feels.

I Thought I Would Dress In Baggy Pants, Big Shoes, A Cane And A Derby Hat. Everything A Contradiction: The Pants Baggy, The Coat Tight, The Hat Small And The Shoes Large.

In This Book I Do Not Intend To Give A Blow-by-blow Description Of A Sex Bout: I Find Them Inartistic, Clinical And Unpoetic. The Circumstances That Lead Up To Sex I Find More Interesting.