But I don't want to loose you because whenever I think about not having you in my life my teeth start to hurt. My heart starts to beat weird and it's hard to breath. Your my but I know it's not the same the other way around
Isn't it kind of amazing how a person who was once a stranger, can suddenly, without warning, mean the entire world to you? And isn't it scary that once they mean the entire world to you that they can become a stranger again?
The writer whose work taught me that my writing had a name - it was poetry. Bukowski's poetry broke many boundaries in terms of style and subject. The Beatniks, particularly Bukowski, make me feel like I have a crowd I fit into as a poet.