Come touch me baby in his waking dream br disordered Henry murmured. I'll read you Hegel br and that will hurt your mind br I can't remember when you were unkind br but I will clear that block, I'll set you on fire br along with our babies br br to save them up the high & ruined stairs, br my growing daughters. I am insane, I think, br they say & act so. br But then they let me out, and I must save them, br High fires will help, at this time, in my affairs.