I Am Waiting For The Lost Music

See It Was Like This When We Waltz Into This Place. A Couple Of Papish Cats Is Doing An Aztec Two-step And I Says Dad Let's Cut But Then This Dame Comes Up Behind Me See And Says You And Me Could Really Exist Wow I Says Only The Next Day She Has Bad Teeth And Really Hates Poetry.

I Am Awaiting Perpetually And Forever A Renaissance Of Wonder

Beauty Stands And Waits With Gravity To Start Her Death-defying Leap

For Even Bad Poetry Has Relevance For What It Does Not Say For What It Leaves Out.

When You're Young, Everything Seems Like A Romance. At 96, I Can Still Feel Romantic About Publishing Young Unknown Writers.