First of all nothing will happen and a little later nothing will happen again.
I didn't want to write for pay. I wanted to be paid for what I write.
All the lousy little poets coming around trying to sound like Charles Manson.
I try to make those references. I try to make sure that they're not too obscure. But outside of that, I dare not claim anything in the spiritual realm for my own.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty.
Your heart opens and of course you're completely panicked because you're used to guarding this organ with your life.