I'm not gonna find it
Not it or her or them
Gonna disappear
Like I had never been

           And then?

Tired, tired
     His birthday
            Forward!

I don't like Harold Bloom
Arrogant. Unkind.
I have no need for Yale
Trouble in my mind

Exit 222
Shakespeare in the snow
Dr. Cohen gives a lecture
Hey **! Hey **!

Als Ick Kan, Mr. Markson.

Took the cold medicine
     Hope I can sleep
             Nightfall

We're all on death's row
            Als Ick Kan
               Silencio

A little sick tonight
A little bothersome cold
Please, please good sleep
I feel I'm growing old

I am no one important
Who will miss me when I'm dead?
Young sons sung
Keep them moving ahead

                    Safely led.