Careful poetry and careful people live only long enough to die safely.

It's hot tonight and half the neighborhood is drunk. the other half is dead. if I have any advice about writing poetry it's - don't. I'm going to send out for some fried chicken.

Maybe when I get in the grave, things will be beautiful.

You have to die a few times before you can really live.

yes, Wagner and the storm intermix with the wine as nights like this run up my wrists and up into my head and back down into the gut

I was an Agnostic. Agnostics didn't have much to argue about.

God is a lonely place without steak.