Suspect too much sweet talk but never close your mind.

Without needing to be theoretically instructed, consciousness quickly realizes that it is the site of variously contending discourses.

I have begun to think of life as a series of ripples widening out from an original center.

Write whatever you like!

I drink to keep body and soul apart.

A public expectation, it has to be said, not of poetry as such but of political positions variously approvable by mutually disapproving groups.

If self is a location, so is love: Bearings taken, markings, cardinal points, Options, obstinacies, dug heels, and distance, Here and there and now and then, a stance.