It Is Part Of The Poet's Work

By The Time I Was Eleven Years Old, I Had Been Taught That Nature, Far From Abhorring A Vacuum, Positively Adores It.

As For The Usefulness Of Poetry, Its Uses Are Many. It Is The Deification Of Reality.

... All Ugliness Passes, And Beauty Endures, Excepting Of The Skin.

I Am Not Eccentric. It's Just That I Am More Alive Than Most People. I Am An Unpopular Electric Eel Set In A Pond Of Goldfish.

Your Soul: Pure Glucose Edged With Hints Of Tentative And Half-soiled Tints