My Body Gnaws At Me From One

Christmas Poem To A Man In Jail Hello Bill Abbott: I Appreciate Your Passing Around My Books In Jail There, My Poems And Stories. If I Can Lighten The Load For Some Of Those Guys With My Books, Fine. But Literature, You Know, Is Difficult For The Average Man To Assimilate (and For The Unaverage Man Too); I Don't Like Most Poetry, For Example, So I Write Mine The Way I Like To Read It.

Dogs And Angels Are Not Very Far Apart

Alcohol Is Probably One Of The Greatest Things To Arrive Upon The Earth - Alongside Of Me.

Writers Are Desperate People And When They Stop Being Desperate They Stop Being Writers.

I Was Drawn To All The Wrong Things: I Liked To Drink, I Was Lazy, I Didn't Have A God, Politics, Ideas, Ideals.