I am doctor here to give you your medicine By use of force extracting the Tonsils Of a child who wouldn't let up her Strength. Then I wrote about it you see somewhere In a book that I left to its Outcomes. Between Life and Death there is no measure The Secret of Living is everywhere present. No law can suspend what sentience is then: Innumerate as civilization Lost to the wreckage of authority Such as thing as a wildflower yields: Intelligence of the limitlessness Of its Ocean Petals and Sandstone Hearts.