…led me to a poetry quote by Ezra Pound
As a bathtub lined with white porcelain,
When the hot water gives out or goes tepid,
So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion,
O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.
They [letters] are my friends… Some people look at bottles of wine, or whatever – girls’ bottoms – I get kicks out of looking at type.
He's a complicated man, and no one understands him but his wommmaaann.. Okay, well, that's not exactly true, but I don't have my own song (yet.)
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