[we had a request for this early lyric -- the requestor should contact us at: aln10@psu.edu]
I am thinking the better part
Is this that I know always
Where everything of you is
Even when the brotherhood of breath lies still
On the slab and sleeping disarray reorients
Mine with regard to yours
The little idea that can chugs up
An inclined arm exerts itself
The nipple of night slips from my teeth
And the better part of you
Is musing
Mine
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2 comments:
Is this yours, or someone else's? Either way, it made me smile.
This one is all mine -- I'd almost forgotten it till an earlier comment reminded me of it --
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