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First Line: It is raining
Last Line: Lips opening upward.
Subject(s): Self

It is raining.
You whitelivered kill-joys

You heavy bellied sluts,
Fall from the sky!
Fall onto the edged leaves,
Let the bayonettes of the grass
Receive you --
Drive you to the ground:
There be broken finally
-- and your life ends!

As for me --?
Beat upon my head
And upon my shoulders
You frighten me but little.
Let your very eyes pop out
Against the feather I wear
And dance down the edge
Of my sombrero --!
I'll keep my way in spite of all.

Only the flowers
Are kind to them --
Lips opening upward.

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