I Felt Like Lying Down

It Always Makes Me Proud To Love The World Somehow- Hate's So Easy Compared.

Because The Only People For Me Are The Mad Ones.

The Only Alternative To Sleeping Out, Hopping Freights, And Doing What I Wanted, I Saw In A Vision Would Be To Just Sit With A Hundred Other Patients In Front Of A Nice Television Set In A Madhouse, Where We Could Be "supervised."

Scribbled Secret Notebooks, And Wild Typewritten Pages, For Yr Own Joy

Prison Is Where You Promise Yourself The Right To Live.