in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night

You say what you want to say when you don't care who's listening. If you're grasping to get your own voice, you're making a strained attempt to talk, so it's a matter of just listening to yourself as you sound when you're talking about something that's intensely important to you.

Fortunately art is a community effort - a small but select community living in a spiritualized world endeavoring to interpret the wars and the solitudes of the flesh.

First thought, best thought.

If I had a soul I sold it for pretty words If I had a body I used it up spurting my essence Allen Ginsberg warns you dont follow my path to extinction

What is obscenity? And to whom?

Let go of the spirit of the departed, and continue the celebration of your own life.