Let darkness envelop me—
Like a soft blanket full of sympathy.
Let gentle wind comb my tangled hair
And whisper into my ears where
Munch's stream incarnadine may
Inundate Debussy's Mild Ray.
Let the stars glimmer over me
Like the seasonings we
Fought over for our soggy cod.
Let that couple laugh after their secret nod.
Let them—let them console me
Lest one more bell tolls, and there—