Standing on a street corner waiting for no one is power.
I feel capitol punishment is dooming U.S.A.
I learned life were no dream I learned truth deceived Man is not God Life is a century Death an instant
If you believe you're a poet, then you're saved.
It is a great feeling to know that from a window I can go to books to cans of beer to past loves. And from these gather enough dream to sneak out a back door.
The fall of man stands a lie before Beethoven, a truth before Hitler.