“It is 4am.
Your perfume is on
Everything, on me
On all the world – you
Are all around, you
Are all of my tattered
Senses and no poetry,
No song, no writing,
Nothing in the world
Will make this better.”
More from David Jones
“I hardly know myself. Do not expect me to know who I ought to be in years to come.”
“It is both a blessing And a curse To feel everything So very deeply.”