(”I too” he declared “have pain. I too Feel a twisted muscle, a creeping Dissolution in my skull, My honor wrecked, and I am sleeping (”As my money is depleted, I look and see you in the other Train, we’re running parallel Your train is clean you do not smother (”In cigarette smoke. But as for me, My vision of the moon is blotted Out, my own image in The mirror flinches and is clotted.”) (And since, since in a tenement The faucet is rusted, the water will not Run. Maybe you can know What that’s about, it seems such rot.) (If I could borrow something from you, Your eyeglasses, or your angle Of the view, from here to A boat where Arctic ice floes tangle (In the water and the chill Makes my bones wake up. The black Rough mountains are softened with snow And shall we paddle in the kayak?)
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