Figuring The Average Poet Starts At 16,

I Lapsed Into My Pathetic Cut-off Period. Often With Humans, Both Good And Bad, My Senses Simply Shut Off, They Get Tired, I Give Up. I Am Polite. I Nod. I Pretend To Understand Because I Don’t Want Anybody To Be Hurt. That Is The One Weakness That Has Lead Me Into The Most Trouble. Trying To Be Kind To Others I Often Get My Soul Shredded Into A Kind Of Spiritual Pasta. No Matter. My Brain Shuts Off. I Listen. I Respond. And They Are Too Dumb To Know That I Am Not There.

When Ginsburg Is At The Top Of His Game You Might As Well Put Down Your Toys And Listen.

The Whole World Is Caught In Her Glance And At Last The Universe Is Magnificent.

True Revolution Comes From True Revulsion; When Things Get Bad Enough The Kitten Will Kill The Lion.

Some Moments Are Nice, Some Are Nicer, Some Are Even Worth Writing About.