Love Be Damned Now As Love Was

Human Relationships Are Strange. I Mean, You Are With One Person A While, Eating And Sleeping And Living With Them, Loving Them, Talking To Them, Going Places Together, And Then It Stops.

I'm Only Interested In Poetry.

Do You Hate People? I Don't Hate Them...i Just Feel Better When They're Not Around.

Sometimes There's Nothing To Say About Death.

A Dry Period For Me Means Perhaps Going Two Or Three Nights Without Writing. I Probably Have Dry Periods But I'm Not Aware Of Them And I Go On Writing, Only The Writing Probably Isn't Much Good.