We Control The Content Of Our Dreams.

I Was Reading The Poems Of Rochester. Rochester Made Himself Out To Be Bisexual, But I Think That Was Only To Shock. Most Of His Poetry Is Sexual, Even Pornographic.

I Haven't Written Anything In Four Years. I'm Sort Of Dried Up.

As Humans We Look At Things And Think About What We've Looked At. We Treasure It In A Kind Of Private Art Gallery.

I Think Most Men, Heterosexual And Homosexual, Enjoy Being Considered Sexual Objects.

How Sociable The Garden Was. We Ate And Talked In Given Light. The Children Put Their Toys To Grass All The Warm Wakeful August Night.