What a girl called "the dailiness of life"(Adding an errand to your errand. Saying,"Since you're up . . ." Making you a means toA means to a means to) is well
Pumped from an old well at the bottom of the world.
The pump you pump the water from is
And hard to move and absurd, a squirrel-wheelA sick squirrel turns slowly, through the
Inexorable hours. And yet
The wheel turns of its own weight, the
Pump pumps over your sweating face the
Water, cold, so cold! you cup your
And gulp from them the dailiness of life.
