they are full of papers i want either to burn or to keep sealed up forever although sometimes i think i should go through my adolescent poetry and see if there isn't something there something that in its own way evaded cliche and said something old in a new way. not that it matters. i mean not that it matters that a way of saying is new or old because it is all said one way or the other and there you have it there is the expression of it and it either strikes you as something unheard of or something heard already and really there is not that much difference between the two.
still i always strive to say it in some unfamiliar way perhaps simply to get you to perk up.