We drop in the evening like dew upon the ground and the living feel it on their faces. Death soft, moist everywhere upon us, soon to cover the living

If we could be brought to the surface like a gleaming fish and served for supp… if we could eat and swallow our own life to make a good meal, if we could go fish… for ourselves and feed on the gleaming

I dream I am lying in the mud on my bac… Which do I prefer, since I have the pow… air? It is summer. I decide quickly tha… of the sky I could not get by flying in…

Earth hard to my heels bear me up like a child standing on its mother’s belly. I am a surprised guest to the air

I stopped to pick up the bagel rolling away in the wind, annoyed with myself for having dropped it as if it were a portent.

I’m very pleased to be a body. Can ther… As you hold mine I feel firmly assured… and I think all life is a body. I’m hap… especially with the sun shining on it. I… I have hurt the body. That’s when I kno…

I close my eyes like a good little boy a… as I was told to do by my mother when sh… and before bed I brush my teeth and slip… as I was told, and look forward to tomor… I do all things required of me to make m…

Interesting that I have to live with my… It stands, prepared to emerge, and I ca… with me—this other thing I will become a… and yet it keeps me erect and limber in… my rival.

As I enter the theatre the play is goin… I hear the father say to the son on stag… You’€™ve taken the motor apart. The son replies, The roof is leaking. The father retorts, The tire is flat.

Here in bed behind a brick wall I can make order and meaning, but how do I begin? How do I emerge without panic to the sounds and mass

Without sexual attraction, there is the brutal movement of the sea. The face peers out of its skeletal frame and hands reach like bone. Without love, the streets

I don’t know which to mourn. Both have… my car. I feel strongly about my car, bu… wife. Without my car, I can’t leave the… being alone. My wife gave me two childre… no longer live with us, as was to be exp…

It is heart-rending to know a kiss cannot cure the world of its illnesses, nor can your happiness, nor your tragedy of being a discrete person, for the bodi… fall like rain into the ground

She was saying mad things: ‘To hell with the world! Love is all you need! Go on and get it! What are you waiting for!’ and she walked,

Prescient, my hands soothing their foreheads, by my love I earn them. in their presence I am wretched as death. They smile to me of love. They cheer me