My mind's not right.
A car radio bleats,
"Love, O careless Love...." I hear my ill-spirit sob in each blood cell, as if my hand were at its throat....
I myself am hell;
nobody's here.


Skunk Hour (1959), st. 5, 6


My mind's not right. A car radio bleats, Love, O careless Love.... I hear my ill-spirit sob in each blood cell, as if my hand were at its throat.......

My mind's not right. A car radio bleats, Love, O careless Love.... I hear my ill-spirit sob in each blood cell, as if my hand were at its throat.......

My mind's not right. A car radio bleats, Love, O careless Love.... I hear my ill-spirit sob in each blood cell, as if my hand were at its throat.......

My mind's not right. A car radio bleats, Love, O careless Love.... I hear my ill-spirit sob in each blood cell, as if my hand were at its throat.......