I Haven't Written Anything In Four Years.

Many Of My Poems Are Not Sexual.

As If Hands Were Enough To Hold An Avalanche Off.

I Was Reading The Poems Of Rochester. Rochester Made Himself Out To Be Bisexual, But I Think That Was Only To Shock. Most Of His Poetry Is Sexual, Even Pornographic.

Much That Is Natural, To The Will Must Yield. Men Manufacture Both Machine And Soul, And Use What They Imperfectly Control To Dare A Future From The Taken Routes.

I Don't Think Of Sex As A Self-destructive Impulse.