Kenneth Patchen, Collected Poems Quotes

If the truth is inside, And the form is outside, What is the truth of sleep?

Law & order embrace on hate's border.

Take taking from those that give & nobody anywhere will need any more such gifts.

Out of slavery, freedom --yes, & roses from the pig's behind.

Why should anyone be surprised at what the men "in power" are capable of --didn't every mad-Judas one of them begin his career by slowly & brutally strangling an innocent child?