Comments about Lawrence Beck
Nobody here in this bar full of drones,
Engineers and accountants, would get
The connection if I rushed to Lena and
Reached for her hand, and kissed it
Before she could get through the door.
Rocinante, come carry us off to the
Plains. Let her learn my intentions
Atop you, and let her believe, as I do,
As do you and poor Sancho, in chivalry.