I am the Lizard King, I can do anything. I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical. I believe in a long, prolonged derangement of the senses to attain the unknown. Our pale reasoning hides the infinite from us. I think of myself as an intelligent, sensitive human being with the soul of a clown which always forces me to blow it at the most important moments. I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then- whoosh, and I'm gone...and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me- ever. I want the freedom to try everything. If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel. |
Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain...
Awake.
Shake dreams from your hair...
Lions in the street and roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming...
XIII
Cherry palms...
XII
Are these our friends...
XI
Photo-booth killer...
Drugs are a bet with your mind. |
Whoever controls the media, controls the mind. |
This is the strangest life I've ever known. |