As Contagion Of Sickness Makes Sickness, Contagion

Poetry Is All Nouns And Verbs.

You're Not Free Until You've Been Made Captive By Supreme Belief.

There Is A Great Amount Of Poetry In Unconscious Fastidiousness.

Poetry ... ... A Place For The Genuine, Hands That Can Grasp, Eyes That Can Dilate, Hair That Can Rise

Poetry, That Is To Say The Poetic, Is A Primal Necessity.