![]() ![]() The barman labored over the floor toward him like a man on his way to some chore Then he waded out into the river like some wholly wretched baptismal candidate. He naked bodies with their wounds like the victims of surgical experimentationĪ deeper run of color like blood seeping up in sudden reaches flaring planewise The blackened rings of the burnedout fires lay in the road like bomb-cratersīuzzards shuffled off through the chaff and plaster like enormous yardfowl He comes down at night like some fairybook beast to fight with the sailors The tent began to sway and buckle and like a huge and wounded medusa The top of the sun rose out of nothing like the head of a great red phallus The shadows of the smallest stones lay like pencil lines across the sand Little cloven hoof-prints in the stone clever as a little doe in her goingĪ watered figure like the markings of some alien and antique serpent The squatting houses were made of hides ranged like curious dorys He had codified his threats to the one word kill like a crazed chant The kid behind him on the mule like something he’d captured In his sleep he struggled and muttered like a dreaming dogĭragging themselves across the lot like seals or other thingsĪn old anchorite nested away in the sod like a groundslothīlackened and shriveled in the mud like an enormous spider The parasol dipping in the wind like a great black flower The old man sitting in the shrubbery solitary as a gnome Is voice passed from him like a gift that was also needed The watchers looked like forms excavated from a bog. Our mother the earth as he said was round like an egg They were shambling along the road like dumb things Men whose speech sounds like the grunting of apesĪ hardlooking woman with a wiry body like a man’s. Whores call to him from the dark like souls in want Shambling past the fires like a balden groundsloth They labored on sideways over the sand like crabs The mules clambering along the ledges like goats Holding the coins cupped in her hands like a bird Jerking and lurching like a deputation of spastics He come along and raised me up like Lazarus. Us behind him like the disciples of a new faith Leather wings like dark satanic hummingbirds The fires on the plain faded like an evil dreamĪbdomens like the tracks of gigantic millipedes Black waters all alight like cities adriftįingers spiderlike among the bolls of cotton ![]()
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