"I'm enough of an artist
to draw freely on my imagination.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
Knowledge is limited; imagination encircles the world."

"I live in that solitude which is painful in youth,
but delicious in the years of maturity."

"A happy man is too satisfied with the present
to dwell too much on the future."

"Good acts are like good poems.
One may easily get their drift,
but they are not rationally understood."

"The true value of a human being is determined
primarily by how he has attained liberation from the self."

"Why is it that nobody understands me,
yet everybody likes me."

and lastly,

"With fame I become more and more stupid,
which of course is a very common phenomenon."


Albert Einstein

May the soft breeze sweep away your fears.
Allow the warm sunshine to rid you of tears.
Darling let's run away together,
we'll create our own perfect weather.
Of winter's no longer lonely and cold,
having one another to hold.
Wandering together on a cool Autumn's day,
through spring and summer i hope you'll stay.

Like you were a first trip to NYC,
or a perfect view of the cosmos
from that clearing on Sylvan Avenue,
I was agape and fawning while you sauntered
out from your double doors, to the end of your driveway,
to where I rocked on my heels eagerly
on Allen Dr. at 6:23

Come 7:15, we bedecked your body
with stripped and frayed Armani
in tribute to the Walkers we've seen;
cool-white fluorescence drew emphasis
on the harmony between your ivory simper
and each cobalt marble that rolled
and flicked beneath your tuckered eyelids
by some sort of beatnik artistry.

Frankly, my chest swelled with fever
when I noted the scrunch of your nose
askance to liquid-latex applications,
or the way black cherry sap wept
from the corners of your mouth
while dislodging the blood-capsule
in-between your molars
and your stately, hollow cheek at 7:50

And I noticed around 8:00,
when I had slowed you to a halt
near the crosswalk on Montauk
between Coastal and Le Soir
to fix the scar-tissue on your chin,
that if I ever knew there to be one,
you made a most stunning zombie
with my Tom & Jerry cap lining your scalp;

Which made the stain left by the makeup
worth the trade of my hat
in exchange for your company,
as we picked up a twelve-pack
at the 7-11 just down the street
before we returned to the party.

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