Who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Spacethrough images juxtaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soul between 2 visual images and joined the elemental verbs and set the noun and dash of consciousness together jumping with sensation of Pater Omnipotens Aeterna Deus to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human prose and stand before you speechless and intelligent and shaking with shame

I'm with you in Rocklandin my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night.

I’m with you in Rocklandwhere we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter

I’m with you in Rockland where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter

Follow your inner moonlight, don’t hide the madness.

You know me now. I’m only good at beginnings.

with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls

Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent kindness of the soul!

who cut their wrists three times successively unsuccessfully, gave up and were forced to open antique stores where they thought they were growing old and cried.