Drawing Room

Welcome to my drawing room. Pull up a chair, sit beside the fire. I'm glad you like my test in old furniture. Smoking's allowed, don't worry. I like to read my poetry here. It's scattered on that desk over there. Won't you stay and listen?

This is my poetry. Some of it is mildy disturbing, but what can I say? I like it. Most of it's angry and ranting, and it's all free verse. There's very little structure. !

Also, there is are a few peices of paper sticking out from under a leather bound book. Those are just a few notes on Daniel Molloy. I'm sure you most of it already, but if you don't...