How bright! How New is this day Blowing my curtains Freely with its breeze Cleaning my room. Radio on I am Loud and alive. I can restart. This fine Morning is my first. My sideways listing is Corrected - Carriage straight, Erect, direct - good Deportment. You: I Forget - you never Were in any Reality to do With me. There will be no Mourning, no Sorry looks - I Boot you out you Bastard. You lose.next poem