How I had to shake my heart to break away
I cannot say : let it be sufficient to remember
this alone - I was singular in my ineptitude.
I sat on the broken steps of the Marlton Hotel
just watching people pass. So many occurrences
were present, I knew the time-warp was mine alone.
I saw this jack fellow, as he held to the banister,
both shaky and drunk, it was sad. 'Tristesse', I said
to him, 'Tristesse? It sounds like a fiber-cookie in
some future world.' Just then, another trembling
sound broke through the walls. I looked away.
I was tired, and finished with this all.