We love to be hurt and we love to have our unhealing wounds opened and reopened again: we sit staring in the mirror of art, fascinated by our own deformities.

The hero surviving his own murder, his own suicide, his own addiction, surviving his own disappearance from the scene

Mind is shapely, Art is shapely.

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

what sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination

America, how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?

To get on screen with the Talking Asshole, quite a feat. And it's certainly going to be a cult film that people will be seeing.