The ocular thing, where it’s at, eyeballs! seeing X-bereavement, Yeah, now your learning..on the cement! drown sorrows, down the drain laying on the pavement, gutter, so to speak. Write a concrete poem (kiss’d da curb). Whereas before, we see through brand new eyes, Baby! ultra-sensitive to colour, imprinting on the brain, new things..blue skies, deep! secret flowing golden haloes’ brilliance, bright rings round purple blobs pass swimmingly, easy, on the eyes, –don’t look at the sun! hands, arms, pink..lips to kiss; suck tits for milk, nourishment, smooth as silk, Ready, aim..Fire! First word BEGIN, begin to crawl, feckless..anon ashamed; and that’s not all, baby, next! we learn you things..like stay away from thee electrical outlets! and cords; and that that cat will only take so much; but his green, big eyes looks so friendly, “Ouch! WAHH!! Ow-ee!” (First BAND-AID) Jars of baby-food down from the shelf..a spoon, –Let’s make art! it’s June; and diapers, Vaseline, and the TV-set..now we’re set: Captain Kangaroo, “Music, Maestro!” (Mister Greenjeans, too); that’ll do! sack-lunch and off to school..Sunday School on Sundays, public school on Mondays..Wednesday’s child’s stuck on Tuesday’s, with the whole gang, “Fatty! mace yo face..Gross polluter!” now, the playground’s the place, learn curse-words, forget the cursive (full of grace); then, it’s off to college, ‘Brainth’, –“Neat!” meet the new bullies, “For, mm..or against?” “Sweet! burn the building, –Ace.” “That’s the correct answer! go to the head of the class.” I seen it happen everyday, A+, now go an get a governmentjob, –dot-commies! and plan for a early retirement..seeing is bereaving. You’re on, have fun..Junior