Women Love It!
POET: 'What's you name, traveller?' WOMAN: 'Judith X' POET: 'What's the X?' WOMAN: 'X-Mcguire. I'm divorced.' POET: 'Alone?' WOMAN: 'Alone' POET: 'Why?' WOMAN 'Because the touch of human skin makes me sick!'
Being the adventures of a young man whose principle interests are snails, salt, a pipe, and how to get home. As tormented by an hubristic, racist inner psyche