I Think It Will Be A Miracle

Don’t Worry If They Say You’re Crazy. They Said That About Me And Yet I Was Saner Than All Of Them. I Knew. No Matter. You Know. Insane Or Sane, You Know. It’s A Good Thing To Know - No Matter What They Call It.

One Of My Secret Instructions To Myself As A Poet Is "whatever You Do, Don't Be Boring."

O Yellow Eye, Let Me Be Sick With Your Heat, Let Me Be Feverish And Frowning.

The Ground Has On Its Clothes. The Trees Poke Out Of Sheets And Each Branch Wears The Sock Of God.

For I Could Not Read Or Speak And On The Long Nights I Could Not Turn The Moon Off Or Count The Lights Of Cars Across The Ceiling.