Keats wanted the constancy of the bright star br only to see the heaving breast of his ladylove br only to hear the heartbeat of his sweet heart br Call it bathos? br Or your woman's breast is no longer a breast br It is the ocean fathomless and boundless br telling of endless bang and contraction of the multiverse br ceaseles flow tide and ebbtide by turns br night and day and life and br d eath br trying to catch the locks of hair of each other br And you can hear the cosmic logos now and then manifesting in bangs br If you could love your wife like that br you might be transformed into abright star br iooking upon the flux of existence from the sublime heights of detachment br And of course the earth and the woman will look sublime br But does it make any sense to the woman or the earth? br Those who helped you to excelsioor.br br Dr.