Would I a Poesy Today
Would I a poesy today
Wed my frame to the grape press wheel
My flesh to the thresher
Great stone lumbering over
Around and above
To crush the very substance out of me
Wring a crimson distillate from my heart
My ribs and skull pounded to chalk
Would I a poesy today
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2008
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