No, hazel
No, say I'm an unconscious genius
Just one more time.

Your dog died?
So did mine.
You cried?
I cried.

Halt, who goes there
And what
And why.
I want to be in the first circle.

The inferno
Infer. No.
Eyebrow puzzles.
Laughs like clouds.

Slopping hill softly slopping,
Rushing green grass,
Light up as if infinite,
Clouds happy sheep.

I weep and weep
Because there is no eternity
But at least
You subli-