T.S. Elliot: The poetics of 2004.
Transcribed by Courtney Jensen...
Sparrow piece juices.
There is an angry phone woman behind me after all.
She's behind me on the phone after all:
Riddled with marital intercourse.
It squeezes the ribster.
You think about what this may bring.
Because thinking is like laughter fetching supplies for your dirty little deed.