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And I identify too closely with my reading, with my writing.
I can't be satisfied with the colossal job of merely living.
I must be lean & write & make worlds beside this to live in.
I suppose I'll always be over-vulnerable, slightly paranoid.
When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn't know.
I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy.
I want to become acutely aware of all I've taken for granted.
But they know. They all know. And what am I against so many…?
If you love her", I said, "you'll love somebody else someday.
If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.
For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.
Beached under the spumy blooms, we lie Sea-sick and fever-dry.
I suppose if I gave myself the chance I could be an alcoholic.
The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.
Out of the ash I rise with my red hair and I eat men like air.
When you are insane, you are busy being insane - all the time.
I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have.
Mountains terrify me - they just sit about; they are so proud.
If you expect nothing from anybody, you're never disappointed.
It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.
Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.
The sky leans on me, me, the one upright among all horizontals.
How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.
After all, we are nothing more or less than we choose to reveal.
Freedom is not of use to those who do not know how to employ it.
If there's anything I look down on, it's a man in a blue outfit.
In spite of everything, I still have my good old sense of humor.
I must bridge the gap between adolescent glitter and mature glow.
If only I knew what I wanted I could try to see about getting it.
I feel terribly vulnerable and 'not-myself' when I'm not writing.
I wanted to do everything once and for all and be through with it.
I had been alone more than I could have been had I gone by myself.
Dying Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
Now I am silent, hate Up to my neck, Thick, thick. I do not speak.
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.
Indecision and reveries are the anesthetics of constructive action.
Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
I'm happier writing about doctors than I would have been being one.
Good to know that if I ever need attention all I have to do is die.
The artist's life nourishes itself on the particular, the concrete.
I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
We stayed at home to write, to consolidate our outstretched selves.
Perhaps, perhaps this would be the one to pull me out of my plunge.
I am so hungry for a big smashing creative burgeoning burdened love.
I like you, but not too much. I don’t want to like anybody too much.
If the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.
I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.
I was my own woman. The next step was to find the proper sort of man.
Over coffee and orange juice the embryonic suicide brightens visibly.