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 Wrigley's, appendecitis, John Marin: skyscraper soup — Either that or a bullet ! Once anything might have happened You lay relaxed on my knees — the starry night spread out warm and blind above the hospital — Pah ! It is unclean which is not straight to the mark — In my life the furniture cats me the chairs, the floor the walls which heard your sobs drank up my emotion — they which alone know everything and snitched on us in the morning — What to want ?