I Smoke Marijuana Every Chance I Get.

Inside Skull Vast As Outside Skull

Poetry Is The One Place Where People Can Speak Their Original Human Mind. It Is The Outlet For People To Say In Public What Is Known In Private.

What Sphinx Of Cement And Aluminium Bashed Open Their Skulls And Ate Up Their Brains And Imagination

My Own Experience Is That A Certain Kind Of Genius Among Students Is Best Brought Out In Bed.

So The Problem For The Poetic Artist Or The Photographer Is The Common Problem Of Continuous Attentiveness, Continuous Attempts To Notice What He Is Noticing, Continuous Alertness To Catch Himself Thinking Or Seeing, Devotional Attentiveness To The World He's Moving Through.