If The Poet Has Pursued A Moral

Today I Had A Strange Warning. I Felt The Wind Of Insanity Brush My Mind.

La Volupte Unique Et Supre" Me De L'amour G|"t Dans La Certitude De Faire Le Mal. The Unique, Supreme Pleasure Of Love Consists In The Certainty Of Doing Evil.

It Would Be Difficult For Me Not To Conclude That The Most Perfect Type Of Masculine Beauty Is Satan, As Portrayed By Milton.

To Glorify The Cult Of Images (my Great, My Only, My Earliest Passion).

A Silent Mouth Is Sweet To Hear.