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Mulatto Children

How loudly the quietus barks,
Diana: Liquored up, lighting up the woods,
Our four legged body decorated by
Penumbra-
So far away the holocaust lamps of another sea,
These words I use,
Young goddess, one breasted, leaping at the
Form,
Airplanes bowing beneath her:
I see her sometimes as I am coming out of the gym,
Or when I am vacationing onto the
West part of Florida.
Archaeologists are gathering around her like kids
In daycare,
Undressing her splendiferous hip,
Speculating,
Speculating: Luscious bride of all the colors and
Elements,
Sometimes water and sometimes greening wood;
And now the cars are passing, streams of little girls:
What will you have for me today;
I will barter with balloons or bouquet; Or I would
Give it all for free,
If you stepped out of your silly forms, the way the aspens
Gather together in childish sorority;
And your hair is as dark as a lumberjack on his day of
Rest;
Diana: I am a good man, and I am coming into my full form,
And I just need your bosom for a crèche,
Your South-American womb for our beautiful, mulatto children.

poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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