My mood improves, becomes a later-years Neko Case feel

The most tender
place/in my heart/is
for strangers/

I knowit's unkind but my own love is/
much too dnagerous
/hanging round the ceiling half the time
hanging round the ceiling
half the time



Also, this book reminded me that a form can be imagined to fit all shapes of experience, to tease them out and convert pain into pleasure and steady risk.