We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
Rest in peace.
A movie and man that changed my life.
—Not A Bad Thing
''I know people make promises all the time, then they turn right around and break them. Someone cut your heart open with a knife now you're bleeding. Now how about I’d be the last voice you hear at night?, every morning I just wanna see you staring back at me, 'cause I know that’s a good place to start''