I See Myself As An Intelligent, Sensitive

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.

Is Everybody In?... Is Everybody In?... Is Everybody In? The Ceremony Is About To Begin... The Program For This Evening Is Not New. You've Seen This Entertainment Through And Through. You've Seen Your Birth, Your Life And Death. You Might Recall All The Rest. Did You Have A Good World When You Died? Enough To Base A Movie On?

What Have They Done To The Earth? What Have They Done To Our Fair Sister? Ravaged And Plundered And Ripped Her And Bit Her Stuck Her With Knives In The Side Of The Dawn And Tied Her With Fences And Dragged Her Down

Are You A Lucky Little Lady In The City Of Light? Or Just Another Lost Angel... City Of Night?

If My Poetry Aims To Achieve Anything, It's To Deliver People From The Limited Ways In Which They See And Feel.