How Sick I Am! That Thought Always

There Should Be No Distinction Between What We Write Down, And What We Really Know.

The Parts That Embarrass You The Most Are Usually The Most Interesting Poetically, Are Usually The Most Naked Of All, The Rawest, The Goofiest, The Strangest And Most Eccentric And At The Same Time, Most Representative, Most Universal... That Was Something I Earned From Kerouac, Which Was That Spontaneous Writing Could Be Embarrassing... The Cure For That Is To Write The Thing Down Which You Will Not Publish And Which You Won't Show People. To Write Secretly... So You Can Actually Be Free To Say Anything You Want.

A Poem Is Like A Radio That Can Broadcast Continuously For Thousands Of Years.

The Apparition Of An Evil, Sick Unconscious Wild City Rose Before Me In Visible Semblance, And About The Dead Buildings In The Barren Air, The Bodies Of The Soul That Built The Wonderland Shuffled And Stalked And Stalked And Lurched In Attitudes Of Immemorial Nightmare All Around.

He Threw Up His Hands And Wrote The Universe Dont Exist And Died To Prove It