And I Had To Get Out Of

The Sweat Of Hard Work Is Not To Be Displayed. It Is Much More Graceful To Appear Favored By The Gods.

Let My Life As Poet Begin. I Want The Life Of The Poet. I Have Labored For Over Twelve Years, One Thousand Pages Of Prose. Now, I Want The Easiness Of Poetry. The Brevity Of The Poem.

Adultery Is Extravagance.

Be Careful What You Say. It Comes True. It Comes True. I Had To Leave Home In Order To See The World Logically, Logic The New Way Of Seeing. I Learned To Think That Mysteries Are For Explanation. I Enjoy The Simplicity. Concrete Pours Out Of My Mouth To Cover The Forests With Freeways And Sidewalks. Give Me Plastics, Periodical Tables, Tv Dinners With Vegetables No More Complex Than Peas Mixed With Diced Carrots. Shine Floodlights Into Dark Corners: No Ghosts.

Attraction Eludes Control So Stubbornly That Whole Societies Designed To Organize Relationships Among People Cannot Keep Order, Not Even When They Bind People To One Another From Childhood And Raise Them Together.