I Consider Myself A Poet First And

Anybody Can Be Specific And Obvious. That's Always Been The Easy Way. It's Not That It's So Difficult To Be Unspecific And Less Obvious; It's Just That There's Nothing, Absolutely Nothing, To Be Specific And Obvious About.

I Was Burned Out From Exhaustion, Buried In The Hail, Poisoned In The Bushes, Blown Out On The Trail; Hunted Like A Crocodile, Ravaged In The Corn, "come In," She Said, "i'll Give Ya Shelter From The Storm."

[bob] Dylan's Broken-heart Songs Are So Much Better. Like "simple Twist Of Fate".

Warlords Of Sorrow And Queens Of Tomorrow Will Offer Their Heads For A Prayer. You Can't Find No Salvation, You Have No Expectations Anytime, Anyplace, Anywhere.

Love Is All There Is, It Makes The World Go 'round Love And Only Love, It Can't Be Denied No Matter What You Think About It You Just Won't Be Able To Do Without It Take A Tip From One Who's Tried