I had no feeling for the things so many others needed.
There was nothing glorious about the life of a drinker or the life of a writer.
I went home each night dizzy and sick. He was murdering me with the sound of his voice.
You have my soul and I have your money
Figuring the average poet starts at 16, I am 23.
magic persists without us no matter what we may do to try to spoil it