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Quivering me to a new identity, Flames and ether making a rush for my veins, Treacherous tip of me reaching and crowding to help them, My flesh and blood playing out lightning to strike what is hardly different from myself, On all sides prurient provokers.
View more sites like this, you have not yet voted on this site!32 I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long.I troop forth replenish'd with supreme power, one of an average unending procession, Inland and sea-coast we go, and pass all boundary lines, Our swift ordinances on their way over the whole earth, The blossoms we wear in our hats the growth of thousands.Old age superbly rising!My brain it shall be your occult convolutions!
A gigantic beauty of a stallion, fresh and responsive to my caresses, Head high in the forehead, wide between the ears, Limbs glossy and supple, tail dusting the ground, Eyes full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death.
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I help myself to material and immaterial, No guard can shut me off, no law prevent.The black ship mail'd with iron, her mighty guns in her turrets-but the pluck of the captain and engineers?Won't you help support DayPoems?I follow you whoever you are from the present hour, My words itch at your ears till you understand them.Sit a while dear son, Here are biscuits to eat and here is milk to drink, But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes, I kiss you with a good-by kiss and open the gate for your egress hence.It alone is without flaw, it alone rounds and completes all, That mystic baffling wonder alone completes all.I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags.Did it make you ache so, leaving me?Urge and urge and urge, Always the procreant urge of the world.Why should I pray?Come my children, Come my boys and girls, my women, household and intimates, Now the performer launches his nerve, he has pass'd his prelude on the reeds within.It is not chaos or death-it is form, union, plan-it is eternal life-it is Happiness.For it the nebula cohered to an orb, The long slow strata piled to rest it on, Vast vegetables gave it sustenance, Monstrous sauroids transported it in their mouths and deposited it with care.