Mistah Kurtz - he dead
- T.S. Eliot, “The Hollow Men,” borrowed from
- Joseph Conrad “Heart of Darkness”
Snow dog and I walked the icy asphalt.
Scary for an Old Guy. The Old Guy with a trick leg.
Arriving in the white park -- we heard the muffled snow.
-- Angels from the realms of Glory.
Further now, still singing
still beckoning. The Old Guy knows the Angel voices.
Yes. One note. And All the notes, in unison.
Seek the great desire of nations
In this realm you will find not one.
Gloria. Gloria. Gloria.
he lives. but is sick, now.
He understands nothing -- Thirty-Dash