People Are Strange When You're A Stranger.

Between Childhood, Boyhood, Adolescence & Manhood (maturity) There Should Be Sharp Lines Drawn W/ Tests , Deaths, Feats, Rites Stories, Songs, & Judgements.

It May Have Been In Pieces, But I Gave You The Best Of Me.

Most People Love You For Who You Pretend To Be.

We Could Plan A Murder Or Start A Religion.

Listen, Real Poetry Doesn't Say Anything; It Just Ticks Off The Possibilities. Opens All Doors. You Can Walk Through Anyone That Suits You.