ODE to E-VIL 

The debris was to her knees rolling in from foreign seas,
and her mind and her body were...outdated & abandoned.

Still she struggled to control what was left of her soul
so she dropped another....tab of acid....

what do you want from me?
what do you think you see?
how much do you want to know?
how far are you going to go?

on the street / in the car / down the long jangled jar of the FDR
up the stair / in the glare / of the red stormy sea of the KGB
where the money changes hands / and the powers up for grabs
and the arsenal / and the agreesion
on the bar stool /on the band stand / in your backyard

what do you want from me?
what do you think you see?
how much do you want to know?
how far are you going to go?

E. Babbitt (1999)