There were these 400 hundred daisies in the field and all called out my name and when I got close to one another called out my name an octave louder each one vibrated a greater promise and I shaking with desire walked out of the field and entered into a deserted place and there amongst the weeds I wept emptyness
Irwin R. Shaw - February 22nd 1985
There Were These
There were these
400 hundred daisies
in the field
and all called out my name
and when I got close to one
another called out my name
an octave louder
each one vibrated
a greater promise
and I shaking with desire
walked out of the field
and entered into
a deserted place
and there amongst
the weeds I wept
emptyness