I've lived a life of madness and mayhem. I’ve had diabetes for 50 years and have been addicted to one substance of another for 45 of those years. It has been a beautifully joyful and painful schizophrenic ride: drugs, booze, women, music, writing, and learning with each new success or defeat. This blog tries to come to grips with all of life's fractures and contains everything--even you.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
THE WORDS
come when
they want;
they have
their own
personality
for and against
what the struggling
heart tries to assert
in the most
in
art
ic
ulate
times.
If
you're any good,
it's like trying
to control
your bowels.
Forget it.
You need
to understand
nothing;
it will come
easily or
with much
pain. Either way
you'll feel it
when it does.
Or if you don't
or never do again--
that's alright
too.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2014
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