If You Want To Be Listened To,

When I Work I Am Pure As An Angel Tiger And Clear Is My Eye And Hot My Brain And Silent All The Whining Grunting Piglets Of The Appetites.

Writing Is A Futile Attempt To Preserve What Disappears Moment By Moment.

Looking At My Life Was Very Difficult. I Think I Learned That I Haven't Been As Good A Person As I'm Inclined To Think Of Myself As. I Haven't Been As Good Friend, Haven't Been As Good A Person, Made A Lot Of Mistakes.

The Ruling Class Isn't Dissatisfied: They Are Healthy, Well-fed, Live In Beauty, Enjoy Their Own Importance: Fun-loving Cannibals.

Love Says, Mine. Love Says, I Could Eat You Up. Love Says, Stay As You Are, Be My Own Private Thing, Don't You Dare Have Ideas I Don't Share. Love Has Just Got To Gobble The Other, Bones And All, Crunch. I Don't Want To Do That. I Sure Don't Want It Done To Me!