You Go Your Way I'll

My Two Great Heroes Are W. B. Yeats And Federico Garcia Lorca.

The Candles Burned The Moon Went Down The Polished Hill The Milky Town Transparent, Weightless, Luminous Uncovering The Two Of Us On That Fundamental Ground Where Love's Unwilled, Unleashed, Unbound And Half The Perfect World Is Found.

The Art Of Longing's Over, And It's Never Coming Back.

If I Knew Where The Good Songs Came From, I’d Go There More Often. It’s A Mysterious Condition. It’s Much Like The Life Of A Catholic Nun. You’re Married To A Mystery.

All The Lousy Little Poets Coming Around Trying To Sound Like Charles Manson.