SEA DEMON
and the sea too means nothing
and the sea too is a round o
and in vain does man hop
into the deep from guns and blades

I honor the light and the dark inside you.
What do you honor? 

How much would you give me to eat this?

“Responsibly” I embroider some “nerves” (this nervous orderly, from the basement upstairs at midnight:) not now, nor have I ever been a responsible worker since “hungrier” is an attribute (he has to clean her light-producing organs) of appetite exhaling warm blue light as she embroiders

But then one morning I thought I saw her again. I was walking along a street near my apartment carrying a bag that contained three warm pastries or, rather, two and one-half warm pastries – I had already started eating one of them. It had a light, sweet glaze that would have gone well with steamed milk, and I was vaguely touching the tip of my tongue to the center of my upper lip and feeling very happy, thoroughly contented, perhaps even a little smug, when I saw her again, or thought I did.