Life is a hypocrite if I can't live the way it moves me.
Where in this small-talking world can I find A longitude with no platitude?
Who apart from ourselves, can see any difference between our victories and our defeats?
Imagination is the wide-open eye which leads us always to see truth more vividly.
The moon is nothing But a circumambulating aphrodisiac Divinely subsidized to provoke the world Into a rising birth-rate
The skirts of the gods Drag in our mud. We feel the touch And take it to be a kiss.