the midnight solitude-bench dolmen-realms of love, dream of
life butchered out of the heterosexual dollar the one eyed shrew of
the East, halls, bickering with the absolute heart of the Hudson
under the Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the sorrows!
Moloch whose whose poverty is the Mind! Moloch! Lacklove and manless
in Moloch! Light streaming out of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom
I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! who