one can never be sure whether it's good poetry or bad acid
unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it
I will put on my shoes and shirt and get out of here - it'll be better for all of us.
Joan of Arc had style. Jesus had style.
She was desperate and she was choosey at the same time and, in a way, beautiful, but she didn't have quite enough going for her to become what she imagined herself to be.
We have wasted History like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men's crapper of the local bar.