I've Always Been Suspicious Of

The Poet Cannot Invent New Words Every Time, Of Course. He Uses The Words Of The Tribe. But The Handling Of The Word, The Accent, A New Articulation, Renew Them.

It's When I Am Fully Conscious That I Ask Questions.

I Long For Solitude And Yet I Cannot Stand It.

To Me The World Seems Grotesque, Absurd, Ridiculous, Painful.

It Isn't What People Think That Is Important, But The Reason They Think What They Think.