We Were On The Roof Of America

I Realized That I Had Died And Been Reborn Numberless Times But Just Didn't Remember Because The Transitions From Life To Death And Back Are So Ghostly Easy, A Magical Action For Naught, Like Falling Asleep And Waking Up Again A Million Times, The Utter Casualness And Deep Ignorance Of It.

To The Children And The Innocent It's All The Same.

I'd Rather Be Thin Than Famous But I'm Fat Paste That In Your Broadway Show

Suppose We Suddenly Wake Up And See That What We Thought To Be This And That, Ain't This And That At All?

I Spent My Entire Youth Writing Slowly With Revisions And Endless Rehashing Speculation And Deleting And Got So I Was Writing One Sentence A Day And The Sentence Had No Feeling. Goddamn It, Feeling Is What I Like In Art, Not Craftiness And The Hiding Of Feelings.