This is not the place to
 discuss the rain forests
  of Paraguay, or their

My thesis concerns the quantification of desire: what constitutes a unit of passion, what represents a significant change in body heat? Think of all the love given out without counting: to the mistress of a man who sleeps in a bed separate from his wife, whose business interests weigh heavily upon him.

Except for an occasional touch of flu
the painter Picasso is in his usual good health.
He still works and enjoys auto rides in the country:

Dear Y.

What are you doing? Everyone I know is drunk. Everyone Iknow died. Everyone I know told me it would be all right but he had to write his mother-in-law for the go-ahead on a meal ticket. He drives it to school everyday. 

I don't care if nobody
under forty can hang a door
properly. I'm six and I'm bored.

As a boy (who destroyed his eyesight
Reading in the dark by flashlight)
I went to the library

No thank you I don't want
to break stones till dawn with a rubber mallet and
no I don’t want to live in a toy drum

The Museum of Modern Art isn’t hungry
Each wall is perfection
Leger says hello to Picasso

In a free country I would be shot for my thoughts of you.
Where thought was free as radio waves
       my mind would broadcast your outrageous beauty.

They take out all the parts marked X. You watch this in a mirror above the operating table. You never knew you had so many parts marked X.