the filthy Passaic, leaped on negroes, cried all over the
street, danced on broken wineglasses barefoot smashed phonograph
records of nostalgic European 1930s German jazz finished the whiskey
and watch or Birmingham jazz incarnation, a vision to find out
Eternity, who journeyed to Denver, who came back to Denver & waited in
vain, who watched over Denver & brooded & loned in Time, & now Denver
is lonesome for her