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Blood
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Ofthe snake in the low long smothering Sun. Look down! They stretch out giving And taking. Clouds offamily beat the windows Ofdoctors with their breath. Here lies The man made good by a hundred Bites. It is not God but a human Body they pray to: Turn the poison Round turn it back on itself0 turn it Good: better than life they whisper: Tum it, they hammer whitely: Turn it, turn it, Brother. Blood In a cold night Ofsomebody. Is there other Breath? What did I say? Or do? Mercy. MERCY! There is nothing, But did I do it? I did something. Merciful, merciful o God, what? And Am I still drunk? Not enough 0 Is there any light 0 where Do you touch this room? o father OfHeaven my head cannot Lift but my hand maybeNobody is breathing what weapon was it? Light smashes Blood / 3I9 Down there is nothing but Blood blood all over Me and blood. Her hair is smeared. My God what has got loose In here at last? Who is This girl? She is Some other town some far From home: knife Rawr, fingernails 0 she has been opened Somewhere and yet She sighs she turns in the slaughtered sheets To me in the blood ofher children. Where in what month? In the cold in the blood Oflife, she turns To me, and my weapon Will never recover its blood. Who is This woman? No matter; she is safe. She is safe with me. In the Pocket NFL Going backward All ofme and some Ofmy friends are forming a shell my arm is looking Everywhere and some are breaking In breaking down And out breaking Across, and one is going deep deeper Than my arm. Where is Number One hooking Into the violent green alive With linebackers? I cannot find him he cannot beat His man I fall back more Into the pocket it is raging and breaking The Eye-Beaters, Blood, Victory, Madness, Buckhead and Mercy / 320 ...