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Page 1 of 11914 · PDF PAGE 4
…ur of peace; the great sow snores, Blowing out spittle through her blubber lips, ‘Champagne and lust still oozing from the pores. Of her fat flanks; then, let my hate eclipse All other lamps of my pale soul, and flare— A curst star sparking in the strangled air! Her shapeless limbs are sticky with stale sweat; Yet, she would wake if I withdrew, belch hard The ferments of the fodder, turn, and fret This inch that is the ruins of a yard. Is there no sparrow, ram, ass, bull can stay The “ love"—dear Jesus |—of Chicago May? u Like salt pools in a m…
1914 · PDF PAGE 16
…, Alas! you cannot sin ; for sin means will. Chicago May can only gorge and swill. ‘Oh! T have flamed at you, thrust deep my ki Into the fat about your hampered heart! I would have taken you to be my wife; T would have doctored you with love and art. With the first quarter-glass of dry champagne ‘The rift that was clouds hopelessly again. Ah, but I saw the sunlight! ‘Thrice at least In these three months that I have lived with you There was a hint that undérneath the beast Was something human—superhuman too! Since all that separates mankind fro…
1914 · PDF PAGE 9
…ppose: “ Sweets to the sweet” for * Greases to the greasy.” Yet how can one go adding grease to that Which is the fount and archetype of fat? “Skin foods” and “washes,” unguents, lotions, creams— All the devices hitherto invented For spoiling beauty, in their baddest dreams ‘That those foul badgers, barbers, never feinted. It needed Bond Street and the “ specialists,” ‘Apes of those mirror-minded Onanists! Is there no balm in Gilead? . . . Ah, but soap! Ab, but hot water and a good rough towel! “Hope springs eternal "—then there may be hope ‘Th…
1914 · PDF PAGE 7
…swarm round ‘Your swollen carcass knows exactly that; What is too rotten, what is fairly sound, ‘How much is flesh, and how much more is fat. Not one thinks otherwise than “ Here is meat: God sends His maggots carrion to eat.” Not one conceives you otherwise. And you, Do you think otherwise? I sometimes feel There is some consciousness keeps peering through Your bat's-eyes, as a soul in hell might steal To the edge of the abyss that bars salvation, And glare its knowledge of its own damnation. v Is it for this you gorge and swill—to mask That d…
1914 · PDF PAGE 10
…ss of muck By the great light—O God |-of the pure Sun, Which you avoid “because it freckles one.” Ah, yes, the rings that sink into your fat, ‘The chains and earrings, theirs no beauty faded1 You are worth hunting (after all) for that, ‘While there is one fair maiden that unaided By this may fail to have her will of art And me—God bless her for her loyal heart | ‘Men hunt the ermine for its fur; ‘tis said Life's pedlars all have treasure in their load ; ‘The toad has got a jewel in its head— O Christ of God | I wish you were a toad! A toad is c…