Wayne Andrews, The Old Bee Keeper (The Prize Fighter Inferno)

I'm the keeper of the bees, as you've known. Just a worthless memory in this house. Through the light of day & night will you notice me? I'm the keeper of the bees; I'm a dead man. Dear Diary, I won't keep her awake anymore. I won't love her anymore, she won't let me. Just a journeyman's journey to the end. Will this road hold home for good, will I ever see? Against this broken street I'll gain, it will comfort me.