Hour By Hour, Day By Day, Life

My Life Is A Discipline, A Prison: I Live For My Own Work, Without Which I Am Nothing.

I Started Adding Up All The Things I Couldn't Do.

I Am Terrified By This Dark Thing That Sleeps In Me.

It Is Awful To Want To Go Away And To Want To Go Nowhere.

As A Poet, One Lives A Bit On Air. I Always Like Someone Who Can Teach Me Something Practical.