Perhaps I am no one. True, I have a body and I cannot escape from it. I would like to fly out of my head, but that is out of the question.

I am not at home in myself. I am my own stranger.

Watch out for intellect, because it knows so much it knows nothing and leaves you hanging upside down, mouthing knowledge as your heart falls out of your mouth.

Images are probably the most important part of the poem. First of all you want to tell a story, but images are what are going to shore it up and get to the heart of the matter.

It's a little mad, but I believe I am many people. When I am writing a poem, I feel I am the person who should have written it.

Fee-fi-fo-fum - Now I'm borrowed. Now I'm numb.

Some women marry houses. It's another kind of skin; it has a heart, a mouth, a liver and bowel movements.