«What is that noise?»
The wind under the door.
«What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?»
Nothing again nothing.
You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember
Those are pearls that were his eyes.
«Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?»
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag-
It's so elegant
«What shall I do now? What shall I do?
I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
With my hair down, so. What shall we do tomorrow?
What shall we ever do?»
The hot water at ten.
And if it rains, a closed car at four.
And we shall play a game of chess,
Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.