Meditation #44 Take Me out to the Lowgrounds
I’m not afraid of lazy men in velvet fronted waistcoats / the elevated churchyard crowded
with overgrown graves / the sloops laden with war stores / nor convict boatmen on hulks
that never sail / penal colonies swinging elbow to elbow on hammocks amongst the decaying
ribs / contorted in their felon dreams / tailors,
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