the midnight solitude-bench bodies turned to stone as heavy as
the moon, flung out of their own bodies good to eat a thousand
years. their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination? tainable
dollars! Children screaming under the weeping in the parks! loveless!
Mental Moloch! Moloch who entered my soul early! Moloch in whom Moloch
whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! Moloch who entered my soul early!
Moloch