Burn All The Maps To Your Body.

I Daydream About A High School Where Everybody Plays The Harmonica: The Students, The Teachers, The Principal, The Janitor And The Cook In The Cafeteria.

He Learned About Life At Sixteen, First From Dostoevsky And Then From The Whores Of New Orleans.

He Created His Own Kool Aid Reality And Was Able To Illuminate Himself By It.

I Fished Upstream Coming Ever Closer And Closer To The Narrow Staircase Of The Canyon. Then I Went Up Into It As If I Were Entering A Department Store. I Caught Three Trout In The Lost And Found Department.

If You Will Die For Me, I Will Die For You And Our Graves Will Be Like Two Lovers Washing Their Clothes Together In A Laundromat If You Will Bring The Soap I Will Bring The Bleach.