“Which is the world? Of our two sleepings, which
Shall fall awake when cures and their itch Raise up this red-eyed earth?”
More from Dylan Thomas
“To surrender now is to pay the expensive ogre twice. Ancient woods of my blood, dash down…”
“This is the world: the lying likeness of Our strips of stuff that tatter as we move Loving…”
“Time passes. Listen. Time passes. Come closer now. Only you can hear the houses sleeping…”
“This world is half the devil's and my own, Daft with the drug that's smoking in a girl And…”