In The Kingdom Of Bang And Blab.

And I Walked, I Walked Through The Light Air; I Moved With The Morning.

Too Much Reality Can Be A Dazzle, A Surfeit;too Close Immediacy An Exhaustion

And I Rejoiced In Being What I Was.

The Darkness Has It's Own Light.

I'm Sure I've Been A Toad, One Time Or Another. With Bats, Weasels, Worms...i Rejoice In The Kinship. Even The Caterpillar I Can Love, And The Various Vermin.