Wimps need their towers.
The feeble need their cement.
A working class paradise
isn’t really what we meant.
There is no respect for the naturalist
on North and Main.
The papers I lost
give me exquisite pain.
I needed value
and I needed more.
It was raining outside
so I stayed in the store.
I will take a jet to see the sea.
Fly there! Fly quickly!
I love my lover better
artificially.
The work others do
is God to you.