I've been around jazz and jazz musicians most of my life.
Man thrives where angels would die of ecstasy and where pigs would die of disgust.
The basic line in any good verse is cadenced... building it around the natural breath structures of speech.
Maturity is having the ability to escape categorization.
Art is the reasoned derangement of the senses.
Against the ruin of the world, there is only one defense: the creative act.