A Lot Happens By Accident In Poetry.

This Constitutional Republic Called America Is An Historic Aberration. Any Honest Student Of History Will Note That The Prevailing Socio-economic System Is Feudalism, Where A Tiny Minority Control The Vast Majority Of Wealth, Power, And Resources. In Doing So, They Have Absolute Control Over The 99% Of The Population. Power Equals Control.

Language Is Remarkable, Except Under The Extreme Constraints Of Mathematics And Logic, It Never Can Talk Only About What It's Supposed To Talk About But Is Always Spreading Around.

Mostly The Thought And The Verse Come Inseparably. In My Poem Poetics, It's As Close As I Come To Telling How I Do It.

Writing Is Like The Relationship With Your Bowels. First You Can, Then You Can't. Finally, You Must. Only Then Should You Reach For The Paper.

I Have A Plot, But Not Much Happens.