Naked In Solitary Prison Cell He Looks

You Too Must Seek The Sun.

A Naked Lunch Is Natural To Us We Eat Reality Sandwiches. But Allegories Are So Much Lettuce. Don't Hide The Madness.

I Have A New Method Of Poetry. All You Got To Do Is Look Over Your Notebooks... Or Lay Down On A Couch, And Think Of Anything That Comes Into Your Head, Especially The Miseries. Then Arrange In Lines Of Two, Three Or Four Words Each, Don't Bother About Sentences, In Sections Of Two, Three Or Four Lines Each.

Presumably, If You See Spirit At The Moment It Gained Access, Then It'll Be Dropped.

It's Never To Late To Do Nothing At All.