THERE IS NO LYRIC HERE, NO SPARK 

OF THAT MOMENTOUS ECSTASY, NO INDECISION, 

NO SENSE OF PAIN, NO TIRED DELIRIUM, 

NO FANTASY. 

 

WE HAVE HERE 

THE COOL, EXACT APPRAISAL OF FALSE VALUES, 

THE COUNTING-HOUSE OF HEARTBEATS, 

WE WILL RENT YOU TEARS, OR LOVE, OR PASSION, 

SO MUCH AN ORGASM, SO MUCH A SMILE. 

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