<o'hara's "the trout quintet"> 2003-05-15.1:05 a.m. The Trout Quintet Frank O'Hara Okay let's go swimming I don't want to well then don't I want some peanut butter I want some cream soda last night the moon seemed to say something it said "eat" I said there's nothing it mentioned plankton but it had all drifted away do you think the sand kills stones (keep rippling) no I don't think that I'm still rippling well who ever said anything's done at Radio City Music Hall except the bolero but who's ever seen it who asked you will think the light comes from somewhere else but it comes from the floor otherwise you wouldn't see it you're always looking down after the swim I sat and rubbed the sand into my crotch I want to go to Spain where the olive trees back /& forth /& frosting names are often sad