is t of it; tle and drift to tree and and as still as a tree, o flutter softly, crooning as t, trusting ty les out of an elder t is  of test singers irs t blotle of t blo crisps t I am not afraid of igo, of tigo ied up tted toget get out. ts of tain t tive of gravity, as I fall do I do not fall still furts fragile fleece of last summers dying leaves and grasses supports me only out of complicity ance as t are slourning into earth.

    me into t years generation and I  until led me up from my darkness before I could come back again.

    Yet, es from rusting t perc. I found tting on an ivy-covered stump o onic spool of sound, one rising note, one falling note; suc piercing call t do, cle of birds. ttered  of t surprise s muzzle fearlessly upon  of to t, , all still and t coming. t drops of rain fell. In ter but tage.

    t o ted solitude of ttle cages  of osier t and sing for him.

    Goats milk to drink, from a cin mug; cakes one. Rattle of tc up inside  of burning logs t siny flame, and I lie dora and texture of sour cream, iff, russet nipples ripe as berries. Like a tree t bears blossom and fruit on together, how pleasing, how lovely.

    And noical gales seize teeto my t and make me scream.

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    rips me to my last nakedness, t underskin of mauve, pearlised satin, like a skinned rabbit; t miger. And so tream I have become.

    Sometimes t random, all singing, strike a chord.

    irely; . I so gro you could sales when I could lodge inside your body and you could bear me.

    tters and goes out. oucates me; I feel my  pulse, tone on ttress o dapple t  birds in. Eat me, drink me; ty, cankered, goblin-ridden, I go back and back to o rip tattered skin aer, t t drencs slits capacity for drowning.

    Noer from t season heir cry.

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    Eyes green as apples. Green as dead sea fruit.

    A  makes a singular, wild, low, rushing sound.

    big eyes you y, tive face. It is a preservative, like a green liquid amber; it catcrapped in it for ever like ttle ants and flies t stuck t in resin before tic. o t is till centre, looking t fall into it.

    Your green eye is a reducing co it long enougion, I  and vaniso t black ty one and I s, er, in my cage among t I -- I se.

    t to do errible fear and I did not knoo do for I loved  and yet I o join tling congregation  in er tionately, gave ter every day and fed ticements and yet, o! trap itself  in  be t moment I saw him how Erl-King would do me grievous harm.

    Altrings are broken so you cannot play it. I dont knounes you mig, if it rung again; lullabies for foolis sing, t find t of t t live in cages.

    Sometimes s me comb ree in te around my feet.  of tting fire  and I comb t of   in tc log, cleans ive sness in ain melance of t from  . Lay your  I cant see turning suns of your eyes any more. My hands shake.

    I sake tly, so  ly, le as rain, I rangle hem.

    t to young girls, every one, eac of e on ts. S mane o skin ts; sring trings of ash-brown hair.

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