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And there was a above you
That night, airplanes flew over the sea
And they lowing and shifting like
whales
Shelled
As you strained and you to see
The retreat of their and blind cavalry

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

And there was a silence you took to something:
Run,
For alive you evermore be
And the plague of the greasy black a-skulkin'
Has gone
While left to explain them to me
Released from hairless and blind cavalry

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

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

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

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

Press on me: we are things
of seaweed are swaddling
And you call upon the
Of the musk of a
Shot of ink, until you sink into your crib

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

And when the fire away
moves away, son
Why you say
I was the one?

Scrape your knee; it is skin
the sound of violins
And I cut your hair, and leave the birds all of the trimmings
I am the happiest woman all women

And the

as far as I can see
Knee-deep, trudging
The weeps; "so long"

I'm humming a threshing
Until the is over
on!
on!
Hold your horses from the fickle dawn

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

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

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

Though we the spray of the waves
We decided to stay the tide rose too far
We weren't afraid, we know what you are
And you know that we know you are

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

Toddle and
Teeth an bit of leather
yarrow, heather and hollyhock
Awkwardly along the shore

Are you
My
Mine

Stay me for awhile
That's an real gun
I life will lay you down
As the lightning has done

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

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

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

I said a sort of prayer for some sort of rare
Then thought I ought to take her to a higher
Said: "dog nor nor cat shall toy with you
And though you die, bird, you will a fine view"

Then in my hot
She slumped her sick
We through the poison oak
and inchoate

The dogs snapping
And you cuffed their
I climbed the tree-house
how I hollered!
Well she'd lain, as as a stone, in my palm, for a lifetime or two

Then, saw the treetops, cocked her and up and flew
(while, back in the world moves, often
According to the hoarding of clues
Dogs still run roughly
Little of finch-down)

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

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

Then down, and
And down, and
And down, and
Stoke sound
The flames
You endless

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

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

All my bones are gone, gone, gone
Take my bones, I don't need
Cold, cold cupboard, lord, to chew on!
Suck all day on a cherry

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

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

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

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

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