Adolescence And Early Youth...the Fires Are Burning

It May Have Been In Pieces, But I Gave You The Best Of Me.

Drugs Are A Bet With Your Mind.

I Am Interested In Anything About Revolt, Disorder, Chaos-especially Activity That Seems To Have No Meaning. It Seems To Me To Be The Road Toward Freedom... Rather Than Starting Inside, I Start Outside And Reach The Mental Through The Physical.

Listen, Real Poetry Doesn't Say Anything; It Just Ticks Off The Possibilities. Opens All Doors. You Can Walk Through Anyone That Suits You.

Morning Found Us Unaware, Noon Burn Gold Into Our Hair, At Night We Swim The Laughin Sea, Where Will We Be?