TO A CORPULENT SINGER

TO A CORPULENT SINGER

IBulging maturityConstructs an unfair versionOf curves not visibleTo eyes upon the outside face.IIIf a soul is moreSlender than the motives of wind,Flesh provides the necessaryPrivacy, and in a rising voiceThe soul proclaims its gratefulness.IIIWho has watched a bearPawing his idea of a breeze?The audience in this falsely walledRoom is pouncing awkwardlyUpon the small part of a singer’s voice.The actual sounds swing easilyTo eyes and ears beyond the edge of earth.IVAnd if to this meanderingOf metaphysical remarksI should add a faceWhere tragedy experiments with lanternsTo aid a long, sharp nose and wondering lips,And laughter is conscious of beingThe excited, misunderstood child of a soul,The singer would receiveFinal details of her disguise.

IBulging maturityConstructs an unfair versionOf curves not visibleTo eyes upon the outside face.IIIf a soul is moreSlender than the motives of wind,Flesh provides the necessaryPrivacy, and in a rising voiceThe soul proclaims its gratefulness.IIIWho has watched a bearPawing his idea of a breeze?The audience in this falsely walledRoom is pouncing awkwardlyUpon the small part of a singer’s voice.The actual sounds swing easilyTo eyes and ears beyond the edge of earth.IVAnd if to this meanderingOf metaphysical remarksI should add a faceWhere tragedy experiments with lanternsTo aid a long, sharp nose and wondering lips,And laughter is conscious of beingThe excited, misunderstood child of a soul,The singer would receiveFinal details of her disguise.

I

I

Bulging maturityConstructs an unfair versionOf curves not visibleTo eyes upon the outside face.

Bulging maturity

Constructs an unfair version

Of curves not visible

To eyes upon the outside face.

II

II

If a soul is moreSlender than the motives of wind,Flesh provides the necessaryPrivacy, and in a rising voiceThe soul proclaims its gratefulness.

If a soul is more

Slender than the motives of wind,

Flesh provides the necessary

Privacy, and in a rising voice

The soul proclaims its gratefulness.

III

III

Who has watched a bearPawing his idea of a breeze?The audience in this falsely walledRoom is pouncing awkwardlyUpon the small part of a singer’s voice.The actual sounds swing easilyTo eyes and ears beyond the edge of earth.

Who has watched a bear

Pawing his idea of a breeze?

The audience in this falsely walled

Room is pouncing awkwardly

Upon the small part of a singer’s voice.

The actual sounds swing easily

To eyes and ears beyond the edge of earth.

IV

IV

And if to this meanderingOf metaphysical remarksI should add a faceWhere tragedy experiments with lanternsTo aid a long, sharp nose and wondering lips,And laughter is conscious of beingThe excited, misunderstood child of a soul,The singer would receiveFinal details of her disguise.

And if to this meandering

Of metaphysical remarks

I should add a face

Where tragedy experiments with lanterns

To aid a long, sharp nose and wondering lips,

And laughter is conscious of being

The excited, misunderstood child of a soul,

The singer would receive

Final details of her disguise.


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