The Helpful Thought For Which You Look

It's Well We Cannot Hear The Screams We Make In Other People's Dreams.

Some Tiny Creature, Mad With Wrath, Is Coming Nearer On The Path.

The Helpful Thought For Which You Look Is Written Somewhere In A Book.

Mr Earbrass Stands On The Terrace At Twilight. It Is Bleak; It Is Cold; And The Virtue Has Gone Out Of Everything. Words Drift Through His Mind: Anguish Turnips Conjunctions Illness Defeat String Parties No Parties Urns Desuetude Disaffection Claws Loss Trebizond Napkins Shame Stones Distance Fever Antipodes Mush Glaciers Incoherence Labels Miasma Amputation Tides Deceit Mourning Elsewards.

When People Are Finding Meaning In Things -- Beware.