<young's "sorrow song"> 2004-04-27.7:20 p.m. Sorrow Song Kevin Young Saying goodbye to the body her body, to what we knew or growed used to-- on the subway home, her mouth still on my mouth like the gospel (thick as a cough or its syrup) hummed by a woman on the loud orange seat beside me. What else besides us is this? working down bone, a bright hymn--asking, asking. back /& forth /& frosting names are often sad