I can't blame her. but wonder why she's here with me? where are the other guys? how can you be lucky? having someone the others have abandoned?

there's no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate.

and then there are some who believe that old relationships can be revived and made new again. but please if you feel that way don't phone don't write don't arrive

life itself is not the miracle. that pain should be so constant, that's the miracle -

I have seen too many men wilt and go silly under a little light, and then they continue to write and get published, turning out pure crap under a name that has become a bad habit. The next poem is all that counts. You can't stand on past poems.

unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it

Long ago, among other lies they were taught that silence was bravery.