I Have Wished You Something None Of

Get Stewed:books Are A Load Of Crap.

Walk With The Dead For Fear Of Death.

Life Has A Practice Of Living You, If You Don't Live It.

Poetry Should Begin With Emotion In The Poet, And End With The Same Emotion In The Reader. The Poem Is Simply The Instrument Of Transferance.

On Me Your Voice Falls As They Say Love Should, Like An Enormous Yes.