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Dream Song 130: When I saw my friend covered with blood I thought

Written by: John Berryman | Biography
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 When I saw my friend covered with blood, I thought
This is the end of the dream, now I'll wake up.
That was more years ago than I care to reckon, and my friend is not dying but adhering to an élite group in California O.
Why did I never wake, when covered with blood I saw my fearful friend, his nerves are bad with the large strain of moving, I see his motions, stretcht on his own rack, our book is coming out in paperback, Henry has not ceased loving but wishes all that blood would flow away leaving his friend crisp, ready for all in the new world O.
I see him brace, and on that note I pray the blood recede like an old folderol and he spring up & go.

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