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Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me, My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay.
If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it, Translucent mould of me it shall be you!All I mark as my own you shall offset it with your own, Else it were time lost listening.Our frigate takes fire, The other asks if we demand quarter?I am given up by traitors, I talk wildly, I have lost my wits, I and nobody else am the greatest traitor, I went myself first to the headland, my own hands carried me there.Not a mutineer walks handcuff'd to jail frække flirtende sms beskeder til at sende but I am handcuff'd to him and walk by his side, (I am less the jolly one there, and more the silent one with sweat on my twitching lips.) Not a youngster is taken for larceny but.I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.Continue your annotations, continue your questionings.Sermons, creeds, theology-but the fathomless human brain, And what is reason?How the flukes splash!And as to you Corpse I think you are good manure, but that does not offend one night stand nurnberg me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips, I reach to the polish'd breasts of melons.
33 Space and Time!
The sentries desert every other part of me, They have left me helpless to a red marauder, They all come to the headland to witness and assist against.Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much?Through me many long dumb voices, Voices of the interminable generations of prisoners and slaves, Voices of the diseas'd and despairing and of thieves and dwarfs, Voices of cycles of preparation and accretion, And of the threads that connect the stars, and of wombs and.Somehow I have been stunn'd.You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fibre your blood.45 O span of youth!The soldier camp'd or upon the march is mine, On the night ere the pending battle many seek me, and I do not fail them, On that solemn night (it may be their last) those that know me seek.
Births have brought us richness and variety, And other births will bring us richness and variety.
My breath is tight in its throat, Unclench your floodgates, you are too much for.