To Anguish
To Anguish Peach acid. A scalded peach tongue. A spicy and hot and bitter and spicy peach in scalded tongue. Oh, sadness. Ah! Studied smile, lightened, rehearsed in the mirror of what I do not say. Ah! Stupid breathlessness, oppressed, spelled, innocuous poison. Ulceration. What a slow machine, what clumsy, slow machine is the heart of the one that suffers.