the moon rattles like a fragment of angry candy
So far as I am concerned, poetry and every other art was, is, and forever will be strictly and distinctly a question of individuality.
n OthI n g can s urPas s the m y SteR y of s tilLnes s
Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
Let must or if be damned with whomever's afraid down with ought with because with every brain which thinks it thinks, nor dares to feel.