The light from the window. falls on the floor. and after it breaks. I cut my feet. on the little bright pieces. I glow in the dark. But only when night falls. it's falling it's falling. it falls. . My head is a night-club. club-clubbed to dull drums. beating to slow. to dance or to breathe or to dance. I insist that you cut in. I A La Flambe. i'm drinking i'm drinking. I'm drunk.