Cats have it all - admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it.
People often say 'I live for my art.' Bullshit! If you are given a talent it's to be used. It's not in the private domain.
and if the world breaks down, I'll be around.
A poet can't afford to be aloof. The tools of his trade are the people he bumps up against.
I've come to terms with it, it knows I know.
It happens just because we need to want and to be wanted too, when love is here or gone to lie down in the darkness and listen to the warm.