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And thick Bulbous lashes Burning green On my cheek-bones.

My stone mouth Is stretched with song From east to west.

Legs And hoofs Kicked skyward And The claw On my hairy paw Blazes.

Gorged And motionless, Like a bull, I have squatted, rock-fast, In a long shirt Of sunsets, And I sit now Sprawled out On the fat hill of the universe.