Is all his so called poetry just an endless tribute to
the idea that each and every one is a unique human being,
except of course you yourself?


Do you find nowadays that his special transformation of honesty
simply stinks?


(Perhaps he should have kept his mouth shut?)


You are welcome to your opinion!


Someone mentioned "The Energy of Slaves" and labeled it as
'scatological'. Perhaps his earlier preposterous romantic
nonsens is more palatable, in "the Energy of Slaves " there is
at least a coquetry with the remote possibility of bringing out
something distinguishable from narcissism.


So nowadays, I wonder, can anyone listen to his records
any more?


Why, Where, and How?