John Berryman

Dream Song 26

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The glories of the world struck me, made me aria, once.
--What happen then, Mr Bones?
if be you cares to say.
--Henry. Henry became interested in women's bodies,
his loins were & were the scene of stupendous achievement.
Stupor. Knees, dear. Pray.

All the knobs & softnesses of, my God,
the ducking & trouble it swarm on Henry,
at one time.
--What happen then, Mr Bones?
you seems excited-like.
--Fell Henry back into the original crime: art, rime

besides a sense of others, my God, my God,
and a jealousy for the honour (alive) of his country,
what can get more odd?
and discontent with the thriving gangs & pride.
--What happen then, Mr Bones?
--I had a most marvellous piece of luck. I died.

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