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When I hear the radio announcer
As I wake from a late afternoon
That this boat sank
And that plane crashed
And half survived
And half didn't
And I know half of these families weep
And the other half cry
I glimpse the nothingness of it all
Something like I felt when my uncle Aron
Dropped 23 floors
And splattered
And I just couldn't
For the life of me
That my Uncle Aron
Experienced anything more
Than solid blackness
And with this pit of despair
I walked to the bathroom
To pee
And so only
Imaginative scenes
Of women sucking me off
Relieve some of this
Unwholesome bitterness.

Irwin R. Shaw - May 5th 1982