When You Leave Your Typewriter You Leave

And It Seems People Should Not Build Houses Anymore It Seems People Should Stop Working And Sit In Small Rooms On Second Floors Under Electric Lights Without Shades; It Seems There Is A Lot To Forget And A Lot Not To Do And In Drugstores, Markets, Bars, The People Are Tired, They Do Not Want To Move, And I Stand There At Night And Look Through This House And The House Does Not Want To Be Built

You Just Rebel Against Everything. How Are You Going To Survive? I Don't Know. I'm Already Tired.

A Dry Period For Me Means Perhaps Going Two Or Three Nights Without Writing. I Probably Have Dry Periods But I'm Not Aware Of Them And I Go On Writing, Only The Writing Probably Isn't Much Good.

Sexual Intercourse Is Kicking Death In The Ass While Singing.

I Don’t Understand People, Never Will. It Looks Like I Got To Travel Pretty Much Alone.