What Is Our Innocence, What Is Our

Poetry Is All Nouns And Verbs.

Unconfusion Submits Its Confusion To Proof; It's Not A Herod's Oath That Cannot Change.

I Am Hard To Disgust, But A Pretentious Poet Can Do It

Victory Won't Come To Me Unless I Go To It; A Grape Tendril Ties A Knot In Knots Till Knotted Thirty Times

Writing Is An Undertaking For The Modest.