My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
What are you thinking of? What thinking?
What?
I never know what you are thinking. Think.
I think we are in rats’ alley
Where the dead men lost their bones.
What is that noise?
The wind under the door.
What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?
Nothing again. Nothing.
Do,
You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you
Remember
Nothing?
I remember
Those are pearls that were his eyes.
Are you alive or not? Is there nothing in your
head?
The Waste Lands
Part II, “A Game of Chess”
-T.S. Eliot
