you in Rockland where you've murdered your twelve secretaries
where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul to conform to the
river! flips and crucifixions! Ten years' animal screams and suicides!
the rocks of Time! Real holy laughter in the midnight
solitude-bench dolmen-realms of love, dream of life butchered out of the
streets with their shoes full of blood on the bodies of your nurses the
I'm with you