Spirit as echo clowns around In punning repartee Since each word overhears itself Laid bare, clairaudiently. An orphic engine revs but floods Choked on its ardent weight.
Then clairaudiently I heard a gentle voice which slowly began to sing 'For...I...can't...help...falling in love with you.' I felt as if there was an angelic presence besides me and Elvis Presley's words and song of love was a comfort to me."