Why Should Poetry Have To

Remember, You Can Always Stoop And Pick Up Nothing.

We Might As Well Die As To Go On Living Like This.

Despair Is A Narcotic. It Lulls The Mind Into Indifference.

I Am What I Am: An Individual, Unique And Different, With A Lineal History Of Ancestral Promptings And Urgings, A History Of Dreams, Desires, And Of Special Experiences, All Of Which I Am The Sum Total.

Think About Yourself At Least Once In Your Life Otherwise You May Miss The Best Comedy In This World.