I've Got Enough Money To Live Where

There Should Be No Distinction Between What We Write Down, And What We Really Know.

Presumably, If You See Spirit At The Moment It Gained Access, Then It'll Be Dropped.

Well, While I'm Here I'll Do The Work — And What's The Work? To Ease The Pain Of Living. Everything Else, Drunken Dumbshow.

America, Why Are Your Libraries Full Of Tears?

I Am Learning By The Week, But My Poesy Is Still Not My Own. New Rhyme, New Me Me Me In Words. I Am Not All This Carven Rhetoric.