Subject Is Known By What She Sees.

That's What The Shaman Said. He Didn't Know What He Was Up Against. He Didn't Expect The Strength And Weight And Evil Intensity Of This Spirit, This "entity," As He Called It. The Same Way The Priest In An Exorcism Has To Take On The Spirit.

I Heard You Asking Questions Of Each: Who Killed The Pork Chops? What Price Bananas? Are You My Angel?

Poetry's Role Is To Provide Spontaneous Individual Candor As Distinct From Manipulation And Brainwash.

Concentrate On What You Want To Say To Yourself And Your Friends. Follow Your Inner Moonlight; Don't Hide The Madness. You Say What You Want To Say When You Don't Care Who's Listening.

The Combination Of Drugs, Homosexuality, Some Good Prose Recited On Screen. . . . In The Sweat Lodge Ceremony We Went Through, Did You Get Any Glimpse Of The Ugly Spirit, What That Was Historically Or Biographically?