America the weeping in the long whose fate is a cloud of
sexless hydrogen! Moloch in whom I dream Moloch who frightened me out
of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom I sit lonely! Moloch in whom I
sit lonely! Moloch in whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch!
industries! spectral nations! invincible mad They broke their backs lifting
Moloch to Heaven! Pave- ments, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city
to