Before My Death I Hope

Mercy, I Think, Doesn't The Human Race Know Anything About Mercy?

And Yet Women-good Women--frightened Me Because They Eventually Wanted Your Soul, And What Was Left Of Mine, I Wanted To Keep.

Belane, Are You Nuts?" Who Knows? Insanity Is Comparative. Who Sets The Norm?

The Streets Were Full Of Insane & Dull People. Most Of Them Lived In Nice Houses And Didn't Seem To Work, And You Wondered How They Did It.

That Your Power Of Command With Simple Language Was One Of The Magnificent Things Of Our Century. (from The Poem: Result)