In Those Days It Was Either Live

I Feel The Need To Reaffirm All Of It, The Whole Unhappy Territory And All The Things Loved And Unloveable In It, For It Is All Part Of Me.

The Truth Is The Light And The Light Is The Truth.

And While The Ice Was Melting To Form A Flood In Which I Threatened To Drown I Awoke One Afternoon To Find That My First Northern Winter Had Set.

I Was Looking For Myself And Asking Everyone Except Myself Questions Which I, And Only I, Could Answer.

I Do Not Know If All Cops Are Poets, But I Know That All Cops Carry Guns With Triggers.