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O tongue
licking
the sore on
her netherlip
O toppled belly
O passionate cotton
stuck with
matted hair
elysian slobber
from her mouth
upon
the folded handkerchief
I can’t die
––moaned the old
jaundiced woman
rolled her
saffron eyeballs
I can’t die
I can’t die
William Carlos Williams, Spring and All
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