The same people who are murdered slowly in the mechanized slaughterhouses of work are also arguing singing drinking dancing making love holding the streets picking up weapons and inventing a new poetry.
People who talk about revolution and class struggle without referring...
I write poetry in order to live more fully.
You can't stop technology or science and it is snowballing quicker than ever. Something's got to come to a head. How? Who knows? But it will.
