By The Time A Man Is 35

I Was Unfaithful Even To Infidelity.

The Candle Is Not Lit To Give Light, But To Testify To The Night.

As The Saying Goes, You Might As Well Be Yourself; Everyone Else Is Taken.

Every Modern Male Has, Lying At The Bottom Of His Psyche, A Large, Primitive Being Covered With Hair Down To His Feet. Making Contact With This Wild Man Is The Step The Eighties Male Or The Nineties Male Has Yet To Take. That Bucketing-out Process Has Yet To Begin In Our Contemporary Culture.

Poetry Keeps Longing Alive.