Dry Ice Factory

I figured it the same way, but I don't know for sure and was also thrown off by my inability to ascertain when Naylor died. When I first read the poem the day he posted it, I read it as a primal expression of drunken sentiment, but now I'm struck by the artistry of it -- the way that "it is as clear as dawn's early light" suggests the poet has been up all night thinking about his lost love. So now I suspect it was more consciously crafted than I originally assumed. It's still a lot rawer emotionally than the other poetry of Disch's I've read.