Writers Are Nothing But Beggars With A

Parties Sickened Me. I Hated The Game-playing, The Dirty Play, The Flirting, The Amateurs Drunks, The Bores.

I Was In Love Again. I Was In Trouble

You Begin Saving The World By Saving One Man At A Time; All Else Is Grandiose Romanticism Or Politics.

We Use Such Big Words To Move Nowhere.

I Am Aware That A Computer Can’t Create A Poem, But Neither Can A Typewriter.