take, oh take those lips away

half of the face of boredom

wearing burt's bee's lipstick

Take, oh take those lips away,

That so sweetly were forsworne,

And those eyes: the breake of day,

Lights that doe mislead the Morne;

But my kisses bring againe, bring againe,

Seales of love, but seal’d in vaine, seal’d in vaine.

--William Shakespeare

and stars will stick like tacks in the night

KNEE SONG

by Anne Sexton

Being kissed on the back

of the knee is a moth

at the windowscreen and

yes my darling a dot

on the fathometer is

tinkerbelle with her cough

and twice I will give up my

honor and stars will stick

like tacks in the night

yes oh yes yes yes two

little snails at the back

of the knee building bon-

fires something like eye-

lashes something two zippos

striking yes yes yes small

and me maker.

In watermelon sugar the deeds were done, and done again, as my life is done, in watermelon sugar.

In watermelon sugar the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar. I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant. Wherever you are, we must do the best we can. It is so far to travel, and we have nothing here to travel, except watermelon sugar. I hope this works out.

-- Richard Brautigan