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… by the tip of the fingers too many dead O., order the animals with your song go on back to a state of nature we are … drink on Sunday because overlords we can drink till the sun comes up on fire over the mountain the edge of the state of mercy how many guns the state controls where my baby can die if a man rapes me where I can wear my weapon in the open …

… of her kiss when the days dragged themselves like doomed soldiers through the Delta. Towns dying, blacks and whites … were set to rumble in downtown McCrory. The Bloods were coming from Little Rock, the Klansmen from the Ozarks. This …

Old Song Praised be friends. Praise enemies. Praise the dark above. Praise hangovers. Praise cigarettes. The vulture and the dove. Praise all music. Praise the harp. And the amplifier’s buzz. Praise the days we’d live forever. And loneliness. And love. …

Transcription of a Keen   It couldn’t have been easy getting it to lie flat on paper. That’s obvious from the asterisks. Above the notes on the stave are some bizarre annotations: Sobbing. Hand clapping. A kind of shake. It’s impossible to guess how they …

… upon the race, The death in every face, And when I saw men die I heard their holy cry. IV Dense was world-drift Nor … in error And in errors of living My world-force was giving Compulsions of the blood In pluralistic love As effort …