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John Berryman - Dream Song 9: Deprived of his enemy, shrugged to a standstill
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Deprived of his enemy, shrugged to a standstill
horrible Henry, foaming. Fan their way
toward him who will
in the high wood: the officers, their rest,
with p. a. echoing: his girl comes, say,
conned in to test

if he`s still human, see,
therefore she get on the Sheriff`s mike & howl
`Come down, come down`.
Therefore he un-budge, furious. He`d flee
but only Heaven hangs over him foul.
At the crossways, downtown,

he dreams the folks are buying parsnips & suds
and paying rent to foes. He slipt & fell.
It`s golden here in the snow.
A mild crack: a far rifle. Bogart`s duds
truck back to Wardrobe. Fancy the brain from hell
held out so long. Let go.
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