Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you— Then, it will be true. I wonder if it’s that simple?

It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.

I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.

I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers

Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right

I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto

I got to leave this town. It’s a lonesome place. Got to leave this town cause It’s a lonesome place. A po’, po’ boy can’t

Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail

Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think

Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal… It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up,