Dream Song 13: God bless Henry
God bless Henry. He lived like a rat,
With a thatch of hair on his head
In the beginning.
Henry was not a coward. Much.
He never deserted anything; instead
He stuck, when things like pity were thinning.
So may be Henry was a human being.
Let’s investigate that.
… We did; okay.
He is a human American man.
That’s true. My lass is braking.
My brass is aching. Come & diminish me, & map my way.
God’s Henry’s enemy. We’re in business… Why,
What business must be clear.
A cornering.
I couldn’t feel more like it. —Mr. Bones,
As I look on the saffron sky,
You strikes me as ornery.
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