Glass 
and wide sea view
Race that walks

Who was Mary Shelley? 
What was her name 
before she married?

Just as the lonely, wicked, wild and glad
eyes know and do not know by letting drop
in every detail of their daily dread

Anent, ex-president, your cracking down
big time on drunkenness in Russia where
your reverie bloomed in and on the air

The beautiful and true
spreading of blood in water,
strands of it waving, surreally outward, 

I take her, painless, through the glass.
Her dress tears off. I covet that.
The glass is beautiful, sharp and steep—

Driving look out the window at where / The mail box used to be

I get anxious / for the speed

Keith, at the time, was living in an old warehouse just across the freeway from downtown, right at the exit ramp. There was a long asphalt driveway that ran up to the huge double door that was his front door, and there was one exactly like it across the warehouse; the same kind of door and driveway leading out and down to the street again. 

old men of a more genteel nature / play bridge or something similar.