If only she were here, or Anna, who lived with me for a time in Wilbur and Orville s bicycle shop. Sousa stands on the deck of the submarine, waving his baton. I was undressing when Carlson, Hanby, and Blunt woke. They seized me in time to prevent my jumping overboard. I wanted to make love to the icebergs.
Icebergs are no friend to man.
Remember the Titanic . They locked me in the engine room where the cherry-red steam boiler soon had my blood flowing at 98.6 Fahrenheit. We left the ship without a backward glance at the horizon, beyond which the terrible icebergs do a dance of death to the rattling bones of the drowned. I found her sighing in a thicket of dreams. I wore your pink ribbon round my neck.