I'm Sick Of Giving Creeps

The Battle Outside Raging Will Soon Shake Your Windows And Rattle Your Walls.

An Artist Is Always In The State Of Becoming.

I Wish That For Just One Time You Could Stand Inside My Shoes. You'd Know What A Drag It Is To See You.

It's Hard To Speculate What Tomorrow May Bring.

I Think A Poet Is Anybody Who Wouldn't Call Himself A Poet.