But then they danced down the streets like dingledodies,

and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after

people who interest me, becuase the only people for me

are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to

talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same

time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace

thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman

candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the

middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes

"Awww!"

I'm not sure if I've wanted anything more in my life! Both to be, or to follow