I SCAMPERED
AND PREYED ON TRASH,
I TOOK IT AND USED IT FOR MY PURPOSES.
WHAT WERE MY PURPOSES.
I HAD MY REASONS AND EXPERIMENTAL FEELINGS—
I TOUCHED THE TRASH,
AND IN TOUCHING IT I FELT,
I FELT TOUCHED—
I FELT EMOTIONS—
WHEN I RAN MY FINGER OVER THE LETTERS
AND OVER THE FOLDS—
AND SIFTED THROUGH THE VARIOUS PIECES—

I SMELLED YOU O!
MY COMBINED ESSENCE WITH YOU .
STABBING DEEPLY LIKE A WARM BLADE
INTO MY INSIDES
YES—
LIKE A MUSICAL FEELING—
LIKE WARMTH BY THE HOME—
HUMANITY ITSELF.