The Whole World Is Caught In Her

I Was Beaten Down Long Ago In Some Alley In Another World.

That Your Power Of Command With Simple Language Was One Of The Magnificent Things Of Our Century. (from The Poem: Result)

My Body Gnaws At Me From One Side And My Spirit Gnaws At Me From The Other.

My Beerdrunk Soul Is Sadder Than All The Dead Christmas Trees Of The World.

Well, The Rain Had Stopped But The Pain Was Still There.