And tonight the stars'll be out, and don't you know that god is pooh bear?
Go moan for man.
Where is he tonight? Where am I? Where are you?
Lonely as america, a throatpierced sound in the night.
The innumerable worlds in the milky way, words.
Non lo so, non importa e non fa nessuna differenza.
Most of them were running away from something―usually the law.
...The whole world opened up before me because I had no dreams.
Roaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind.
Vinny's was the scene of suicide hookies.
Love is bitter, death is sweet.
Let us sleep by rivers and purify our ears.
Praised be I, writing, dead already and dead again.
He knew the road would get more interesting, especially ahead, always ahead.
O love, fled me - or do telepathies cross sympathetically in the night?
I never dwelt on the dark farcical furious real life of this roaring working world, wow.
Is it the damned fool, who, at that dark moment, laughs courage right into you.
Does kittykat know there's a pigeon on the clothes closet?
And all the insects ceased in honor of the moon.
Does kittykat know there's a pigeon on the clothes closet?
You're a genius all the time.
I love, love.
Ah the mad hearts of all of us.
We stopped in the unimaginable softness (293).