I give and I take nothing, all day long: br No butterflies, and it is funny, funny that I can keep repeating br My desirous song, br When my desire is so far down stream singing out to no one, br Content to go through the little ripples of a br Rain shower, pretending each ripple is its soul, br Sure that it can never drown even as the elfish cannibals surround br The banks of its musical; br And I love you, Sharon, because you are the only girl for miles br And miles: And I am drunk, and you are the only girl in this place, br The only beautiful thing on two legs who hasn’t betrayed me, br Or gone home and fornicated in her fornication place: br And I am getting up early again tomorrow to check again br The furrows I have sown to see if they have sprouted the tender br Heads of my so unfortunate friends, and if they have, then I will br Call you to them, Sharon; and they will rise up harmoniously br And almost cartoonish and I would ask you to kiss them: br Yes kiss them like a little girl with a basket full of rose petals, br Prancing, because you are most desirous; and, yes, even br Trans-lunary you are as luscious as a virgin in her grotto, br Spilling full of blooms and loam; and, yes, you are the best friend, br The very best friend I have never known.