At least we both know how shitty the world is. You wearing a beard as a mask to disguise it. I wearing my tired smile. I don't see how you do it. One hundred thousand university students marching with you. Toward A necessity which is not love but is a name.
Jack Spicer, Peter Gizzi, Kevin Killian (2008). “My Vocabulary Did this to Me: The Collected Poetry of Jack Spicer”, p.426, Wesleyan University Press