Dream Song 78: Op. posth. no. 1 by John Berryman
Darkened his eye, his wild smile disappeared, inapprehensible his studies grew, nourished he less & less his subject body with good food & rest, something bizarre about Henry, slowly sheared off, unlike you & you,
smaller & smaller, till in question stood his eyeteeth and one block of memories These were enough for him implying commands from upstairs & from down, Walt's 'orbic flex,' triads of Hegel would incorporate, if you please,
into the know-how of the American bard embarrassed Henry heard himself a-being, and the younger Stephen Crane of a powerful memory, of pain, these stood the ancestors, relaxed & hard, whilst Henry's parts were fleeing.
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