I drive around the streets an inch away from weeping, ashamed of my sentimentality and possible love.
Some of my poems indicate that I am writing while living alone after a split with a woman, and I've had many splits with women. I need solitude more often when I'm not writing than when I am.
Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.
The wisdom to quit is all we have left.
A woman is a full time job. You have to choose your profession.
being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.