The Shuffle Only Demonstrated People's Fatuous Belief

Let's Have A Toast - To The Future Generation Of Consumers, However Many Heads Or Assholes They Have!

The Prose Poem Walk The Red Road Is Great Stuff And Deserves To Be Read Aloud. It Compares Quite Favorably To The Walls Of Emerald By Li Chiang Yen, A Chinese Poet Of The Late Tang Period.

I Was Hardly Fit For Human Society. Thus Destiny Shaped Me To Be A Science Fiction Writer.

Keep Violence In The Mind Where It Belongs (barefoot In The Head)

Most Of My Poetry Lies Beyond The Sf Field, Yet Here I Am Corralled Into 'sf Poetry' As Part Of This Poetry Weekend. Of Course, Some Might Say, 'you've Made Your Own Bed - Now You Must Lie In It!' But, While Fully Accepting That Dictum, I'm Not Yet Quite Prepared To Lie Down.