O, well.

All’s well, that end’s well.

Well, it drowns in water full o’ oxygen.

Well, it keeps in its keep stone, white;

itching with beady bones, white;

Well, it keeps still in paroxysm.

Well, O—

Well’s end—that end all ends all.

O: pelicans call.

O: tides fall.

O: winds pass.

O: clouds cast.

X: I fall in & have a bath.

¡What laughs!

Sewage smell.
Soothing sleepiness.
Sunny, bored.

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