The doctor punched my vein,The captain called me Cain, Upon my belly sat the sow of fear.

My mother sat a vigil for the Rosenbergs; my oxymoronic father was a Jewish racist. I had uncles who were Taft Republicans, and communist cousins,

They knew of our work as a digital shop and the signs we?d done around town. Then we sat down to talk with them about their options, and what kind of quality we could provide.

There is nothing so subject to the inconstancy of fortune as war. Cervantes Every war has its own excuse. That's why they're all surrounded with ideals. That's why they're all crusades.

But with exquisite breathing you smile, with satisfaction of love, And I touch you again as you tick in the silence and settle in sleep.

O hideous little bat, the size of snot, With polyhedral eye and shabby clothes.