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And was a booming above you
That night, black airplanes over the sea
And they lowing and shifting like
Beached
snails
As you strained and you to see
The retreat of their hairless and blind

You froze in your shoal
Prayed for your poor
Sky was a roll, soaking in a milk-bowl
And when the bread broke, fell in of wet smoke
My sleeping heart woke, and my waking heart

And there was a you took to mean something:
Run,
For you will evermore be
And the plague of the greasy black engines
Has east
While you're left to explain to me
Released their hairless and blind cavalry

With your hands in pockets, stubbily running
To where I'm unfresh, undressed and
Well, what is craziness? This crazy talking?
You caught some death when you were sleepwalking

It was a dark dream, darlin', it's
The firebreather is the clover
Beneath his there is cold clay, forever
A toothless choking on a feather

But I took my (fearing your fever)
to the swimminghole, where there grows bitter herb
That blooms but one day a year by the riverside - i'd bring it
Apply it
To the love you've me

While the river was twisting and braiding, the bobbed
And the string sobbed, as it cut through the breeze
And I watched how the was kneading so neatly
Gone
Nearly slowed to a stop in heat
- in a frenzy coiling along the muscles beneath

Press on me: we are restless
Webs of are swaddling
And you call upon the
Of the musk of a
Shot full of ink, you sink into your crib

Rowing along, among the reeds, among the
I heard your song, before my had time to hush it!
Smell of a stone fruit being cut and opened
Smell of a low and of a lazy cinder

And when the fire away
Fire away, son
Why you say
I was the last

Scrape your it is only skin
Makes the sound of
And when I cut your hair, and the birds all of the trimmings
I am the woman among all women

And the

as far as I can see
Knee-deep, along
The seagull "so long"

I'm humming a song
Until the night is
on!
on!
Hold your horses back from the dawn

I have got some business out at the of town
Candy weighing both of my down
'Til I can hardly stay afloat, from the weight of
(and how the common-folk condemn
it is I do, to you, to keep you warm
Being a woman, a woman)

But always up the mountainside you're
Groping blindly, hungry for
Picking through pocket linings - well, what is this?
of sassafras, eh sisyphus?

I see the blossoms broke and wet after the
Little sister, he will be again
I washed a thousand spiders down the drain
Spiders hang soaked and dangelin'
from all the blooming cherry trees
In tiny nooses, safe from
- nothing but a nuisance; gone now, dead and
Be a woman, be a woman!

Though we felt the of the waves
We decided to stay till the rose too far
We afraid, cause we know what you are
And you know we know what you are

atoll
O, indiscreetness and sorrow!
Bawl,
sea-cow, all done up in a bow

Toddle and
Teeth an bit of leather
While yarrow, heather and
Awkwardly molt the shore

Are you
My
anymore?

Stay with me for
That's an awfully gun
I know life lay you down
As the has lately done

Failing this, this,
Follow me, my friend
To see what you anointed in pointing your gun

Lay it down! and slow!
is nowhere to go, save up
Up the light, undiluted, is weaving in a drunk dream
At the sight of my baby, out
Back on the patio the bats bring night in
- while, elsewhere, estuaries of
Wend, endlessly, seashores unmapped

week our picture window produced a half-word
Heavy and hollow, hit by a bird
We stood and watched her gape like a
And and labour over every intake

I said a sort of for some sort of rare grace
Then thought I ought to take her to a place
"dog nor vulture nor cat shall toy with you
And though you die, bird, you will have a view"

in my hot hand
She slumped her weight
We through the poison oak
Heartbroke and

The dogs were
And you cuffed collars
I climbed the tree-house
how I hollered!
Well lain, as still as a stone, in my palm, for a lifetime or two

Then, saw the treetops, cocked her head and up and
(while, back in the world that moves,
According to the of these clues
Dogs run roughly around
tufts of finch-down)

And the we passed were a flickering wasteland
But his hand in my hand made them hale and
While in the lowlands the crops are all coming;
We have
Life is blissful towards death
In a of his fumbling green gentleness

You stopped by, I was all
In my doorway, we and jived
And when you wept, I was
See, I got gone I got wise
But I can't with certainty say we

Then down, and
And down, and
And down, and
without sound
The blameless
You sleeper

Through fire below, and fire above, and within
Sleeped through the things that couldn't have been if you hadn't have

And when the fire moves
moves away, son
And why you say
I was the last

All my bones are gone, gone, gone
my bones, I don't need none
Cold, cold cupboard, lord, to chew on!
Suck all day on a stone

Dig a little hole, not three inches
Spit your pit in a hole in the
Weep upon the spot for the of me!
Till up a fine young cherry tree

when the bough breaks, what'll you make for me?
A little willow to rest on your knee
I do with a trinket such as this?
Think of your woman, who's gone to the

But I'm starving and freezing in my old bed!
Then i'll crawl across the salt flats to stroke sweet head
Come across the desert with no on!
I love you truly, or I no-one

Fire away, son
Why you say
That I was the one?
one

Clear the room! There's a fire, a fire, a
Get going, and I'm going to be behind you
And if the of a woman or two, dear,
Couldn't move you to such heights, all I can do
Is do, my darling, by you