I wonder if the artist ever lives his life--he is so busy recreating it.

One of my secret instructions to myself as a poet is "Whatever you do, don't be boring."

Emerald as heavy as a golf course, ruby as dark as an afterbirth, diamond as white as sun on the sea.

I love you. You are closest to my heart, closer than any other human being. You are my extension. You are my prayer. You are my belief in God. For better or worse you inherit me.

Today life opened inside me like an egg.

Give me your skin as sheer as a cobweb, let me open it up and listen in and scoop out the dark.

Even so, I must admire your skill. You are so gracefully insane.