Dream Song 91: Op. posth. no. 14 by John Berryman
Noises from underground made gibber some others collected & dug henry up saying 'You are a sight.' Chilly, he muttered for a double rum waving the mikes away, putting a stop to rumors, pushing his fright
off with the now accumulated taxes accustomed in his way to solitude and no bills. Wives came forward, claiming a new Axis, fearful for their insurance, though, now, glued to disencumbered Henry's many ills.
A fortnight, sense a single man upon the trampled scene at 2 a.m. insomnia-plagued, with a shovel digging like mad, Lazarus with a plan to get his own back, a plan, a stratagem no newsman will unravel.
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