James had cured the wrath   Of a jealous woman   Not long after that   Spending all his weekends   Trying to relearn   How a young man yearns after a noose   Poor, poor James      Most nights he has dreams   All his teeth are missing   Wakes up in a sweat   Simpleton heart racing   He throws back the sheets   Begins to weep without much feeling   Poor, poor James      Desire is what makes   Upright mammals human   Put me out to graze   Give this beast a burden   Because the universe   Makes much more sense without a purpose   Poor, poor James