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Absalom's Hair (New York Sidewalk) — page 4
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and the haircaught ones yowled
them olders weere afraid now
to lose their goldern tubes and their FRIGGING BIG BOOSK
and maybe eventheir lifes in that tree
which hwirled them now like rocks on a rope
amd thew older ones hung and swung round and rountd and
began drying out in the sun and the winfd
and soon they stopoped shouting so much then all did shutup
ands they dryed up like
dri4ed fruit hanging frpom that tree
but they them kids they kept singing what they wanted new yorkrk and chicago and the roickyies
mpountaints and london and africa and china and mexico the acrtictic circleu and the rainy
hjungle plcaces and music with guitars and drums and piaonos and bands and groups and teams
and laughing and THEY WANTED EVERY TEAM SO NO OEN WOULTD BE SAAD
WITHOUT A TEAM until you could hear them sall in one voice with many voices they said they
wanted all not one no they wanted many and multi and millions and billiosn and zilliosn
and the odl dried fruits wre all scrawny and wrinkeld now
silent like the dried grasss with no wind
and the kids in the treetop[s
had stopped their pulling to and fro on theiur poushme pullyou limbs
and they were all in the teree quiet vrery queit
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and the babey the chld iut said
with a great giantbig bold and alaugh
WE HAVE CAUGHT THEM
WE HAV CAUGHT THEM ALL
O ABSALOMS HEIRS
WERE CAUGHT
BY THREIR HAIRS
and i saw themthose driedx ones
hangigdown from the brahchs
with no juice and no water
no bloood from the earth in their veigns
and with my knife
ithought i willstrike them down
cut them down so tey finish
and could not hold notholdthetree and the baby and the kids
down anymore
and NOTcall me the bagman drunk and rummie
streetperson alone and with no home again
not again
not any more rthinking me the dead one
inbetween their deadstone buildings
and i raised my jand in anger
against them
and the babe and the children at the treetop shourtedto me
shotuing
all at once in one voice many voices
NOT AGAIN DAVID
and they lknew my true name
he biggest surprise of the day
like at a surprise birhtday parrty for me
which i enever had
they jknew my triue name
for they had a plana better plan than me
and the baybe the child had them to pick
all the fresh trees fruit on the top
for it held many no all the fruits
apples and pears and cheries and bananadas and organges and many i dont forget
and then the baby the chold said
LET IT RAIN
let it pour
let the juice rrain down
forever more
and the kids at the treetop they grabbed those fruits by name
and squezed them with their hajnds
and sqwuichsed them with their feet
and the jui9ce poured down
in alllk the collorrs
sticky and sweet
and fast and clear
running diowqn off the bracnhes
and the leafs driu[pping
and down the trunk
andf thrugh the air
and it rained on me and some on the ground but most blew
and fell inadownpoiur
on the dried old grizzled ones
hanging in t heire wrinklyedy skins
yes on absaloms heirs
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