ACT I 
All the poems have wolves in them, 
all but one -- the most beautiful one of all. 
She dances in a ring of fire 
and throws off the challenge with a shrug. 
"Who did you right that one for?" 
"I wrote it for you." 

ACT II 
All the poems have wolves in them, 
all but one -- the most beautiful one of all. 
I hope you go out smiling 
like a child into the cool remnant of a dream, 
the angel man finally claimed his benevolent soul. 
Ophelia, leaves sudden and silk 
chlorine dream -- mad stifled witness. 
"This is the strangest life I have ever known." 
--- Jim  Morrison ---