I'm reading Stephen King's essay book on film
Danse Macabre and here's how p.178 begins:
"And now this word from poet Kenneth Patchen.
It comes from
his small clever book But Even So:
Come now,
my child,
if we were planning
to harm you, do you think
we'd be lurking here
beside the path
in the very dark-
est part of
the forest?"
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