You know in my music career there was a moment where the irony was just so heavy. There were people in my audience that were the reason I developed neuroses. These people that tortured my life were using my art my poetry as fuel for them to torture other people.
I thought to spend my declining years writing poetry and teaching – but that won't pay the Bergdorf's bill. I think I'll move to somewhere life is cheaper.
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Poetry is adolescence fermented and thus preserved.
