in the bankers box - Jim Condron

If everyone's to start biting, life won't be worth living
Sudden unhapiness was hurt vanity 2
Perhaps one should never put one's worship into words
At first an occasion rather than a friend
I cannot feel this tragedy as much as I want to
Beautiful sins like beautiful things are a priviledge of the rich
Like that of the toes of a missing leg
Art, like nature has her monsters
Like most busy people he did not know one piece of poetry by heart
As if I hawked up the beautiful parts of my soul
He made of it a noble lament
It’s only shallow people who do not judge by appearances
Easygoing in manner, sentimental but shrewd
Life and a pretend life
Kathrin had a walk-up on Lexington
In the sadness of bourgeois surroundings
Her skin is creased from the grass