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Dream Song 104: Welcome grinned Henry welcome fifty-one!

 Welcome, grinned Henry, welcome, fifty-one!
I never cared for fifty, when nothing got done.
The hospitals were fun in certain ways, and an honour or so, but on the whole fifty was a mess as though heavy clubs from below and from—God save the bloody mark—above were loosed upon his skull & soles.
O love, what was you loafing of that fifty put you off, out & away, leaving the pounding, horrid sleep by day, nights naught but fits.
I pray the opening decade contravene its promise to be as bad as all the others.
Is there something Henry miss in the jungle of the gods whom Henry's prayer to? Empty temples—a decade of dark-blue sins, son, worse than you.

by John Berryman
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