oh sally, oh sally
its always been you
youve always been my one

let me sign that draft
with autopen, in-de-pen-
dence dec-la-ray-shun

did even tender roses
launder their senses
inside the wicker fences

at monticello


//

and (he) Chaerephon(you
summoned)ing me
what to you
appears t(he) young man
(he) was saying
O Socrates
(is he) not handsome (?)

154ξ

καὶ ὁ Χαιρεφῶν
καλέσας με
τί σοι
φαίνεται ὁ νεανίσκος
ἔφη
ὦ Σώκρατες
οὐκ εὐπρόσωπος