Jealousy In Romance Is Like Salt In

I Find It Interesting That The Meanest Life, The Poorest Existence, Is Attributed To God's Will, But As Human Beings Become More Affluent, As Their Living Standard And Style Begin To Ascend The Material Scale, God Descends The Scale Of Responsibility At Commensurate Speed.

I Find In My Poetry And Prose The Rhythms And Imagery Of The Best - I Mean, When I'm At My Best - Of The Good Southern Black Preachers. The Lyricism Of The Spirituals And The Directness Of Gospel Songs And The Mystery Of Blues Are In My Music Or In My Poetry And Prose, Or I Missed Everything.

If Funkytown Was A Trailerpark, This Guy Would Be A Double-wide.

The Need For Change Bulldozed A Road Down The Center Of My Mind.

The Loss Of Young First Love Is So Painful That It Borders On The Ludicrous.