One day, I saw something going by the way.
It was so black with fright, that I was unable to see clearly.
When you go to heaven, take this with you.
It should take you there safely to the pestering of all wars, making love, very soon gone from life.
You know that I’ll always love for you to be very loving and that you be too convincing, cheerful, but not forgetful enough to make me hate you.
Someday a bird will come to me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear and I will be annoyed at its request to be pampered by me.
For all the things available to you, do choose that which is right.
It’s hard enough to keep in touch with you in all the things we do each day, but there are so many good things to do that it’s very funny to know that you’ll have a fair rating in your movie next season.
Why can’t we get together and have some fun at the party at his house on Friday?
It’s been a very long time since I’ve been there doing nothing.
Well, I don’t know if there is anything special I want you to do, but please come and see what you can afford to spend on my good times and be aware that there are all things wrapped in too many packages and that it makes life difficult.
One of the things that turns me off is a nail in the head of some of the great men who go bananas.
Isn’t that funny?
It’s been good going there, but why, when you have so many things to do, you still cling to such nonsense as being snobbish for no reason whatever?
I call this one ramblings because it is. I wrote it without thought of verse, language usage, etc. I simply wrote the words, or sentences which came to me in quick succession. It was not edited. I call this “responsive” writing. It’s experimental; abstract writing perhaps.