Come touch me baby in his waking dream

disordered Henry murmured. I’ll read you Hegel

and that will hurt your mind

I can’t remember when you were unkind

but I will clear that block, I’ll set you on fire

along with our babies

to save them up the high & ruined stairs,

my growing daughters. I am insane, I think,

they say & act so.

But then they let me out, and I must save them,

High fires will help, at this time, in my affairs.

I am insane, I know

and many of my close friends were half-sane

I see the rorschach for the dead on its way

Prop them up!

Trade us a lesson, pour me down a sink

I swear I’ll love her always, like a drink

Let pass from me this cup