Home Is Where One Starts

Let Us Go Then, You And I, When The Evening Is Spread Out Against The Sky Like A Patient Etherised Upon A Table; Let Us Go, Through Certain Half-deserted Streets, The Muttering Retreats 5 Of Restless Nights In One-night Cheap Hotels And Sawdust Restaurants With Oyster-shells: Streets That Follow Like A Tedious Argument Of Insidious Intent To Lead You To An Overwhelming Question … 10 Oh, Do Not Ask, “what Is It?” Let Us Go And Make Our Visit. In The Room The Women Come And Go Talking Of Michelangelo.

If All Time Is Eternally Present, All Time Is Unredeemable

Till Human Voices Wake Us, And We Drown.

We Fight To Keep Something Alive Rather Than In The Expectation That Anything Will Triumph.

Thinking Of The Key, Each Confirms A Prison.