Books are carefully folded forests/void of autumn/bound from the sun

I'm very excited about the resurgence of vinyl which seems to parallel a growing interest in live performance.

I think that the heart is a lot like those wonderful fruit, like coconut and mangoes, you know, you have to break the skin, you have to break it open to get to the good part.

They say that I am a poet I wonder what they would say if they saw me from the inside I bottle emotions and place them into the sea for others to unbottle on distant shores I am unsure as to whether they ever reach and for that matter as to whether I ever get my point across or my love

I feel that people need to be jolted out of their comfort zones.

Honestly, I don't always want to get up in the mornings, but I do anyway.

Punk rock meditation, that's what keeps it going. That's how I let go, you know. It's exactly what I do, I blast it and run around crazy banging my head on the wall.