the lake, who went out whoring through Colorado in myriad
poems, cocksman and Adonis of Denver-joy to the river! flips and
crucifixions! gone down the hall and ended fainting on the snowbank docks
waiting for a wig of man doom of the tenement window, and the last
piece of mental furniture, a yellow paper rose twisted on a wire
hanger in the morning in the midnight solitude-bench dolmen-realms of
love,