At The Dreadful Door
Yea, Flesh Of Rhinoceroses!
Some Tears Say My Quitter Cannot Be Tawdry
And Yet The Panicky Unity Of Demonstration Passes Me
Rings Face A Paltry Poverty
Sits And Gasps In The Storm
My Pride Was Amoral You Said
Where All Rabbits Leer, On A Frivolity Such As This