Have the right
of way, where do giants go
to rest? No more
shrugging this off, I will stand
straight and knock
all senseless drunks off
their postures. I will,
I will—after I crawl
through this passage
to sweeter light.
Have the right
of way, where do giants go
to rest? No more
shrugging this off, I will stand
straight and knock
all senseless drunks off
their postures. I will,
I will—after I crawl
through this passage
to sweeter light.