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love needs too much help, he said.hate takes care of itself.
for meobedience to another is the decay of self.for though every being is similareach being is differentand to herd our differencesunder one lawdegrades each self.
it's so easy to be a poetand so hard to be a man.
the lies of centuries, the lies of love, the lies of Socrates and Blake and Christwill be your bedmates and tombstonesin a death that will never end.
I wait on my fix:I am a poetry junkie.
it's good to have things done withwhen they don't workit's also good not to hateor even forgetthe person you've failed with.
waitingin a life full of little storiesfor a death to come
hate contains truth. beauty is a facade.
I like to prowl ordinary placesand taste the people-from a distance.
for meobedience to another is the decayof self
I've learned to feel good when I feel good.it's better to be driven around in a red porschethan to ownone. the luck of the fool is inviolate.
I like to prowl ordinary places.I feel sorry for us all or glad for us allcaught alive togetherand awkward in that way.there's nothing better than the jokeof usthe seriousness of usthe dullness of us