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Leaves of Grass (1881-82)
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TRICKLE DROPS.
TRICKLE drops! my blue veins leaving! |
O drops of me! trickle, slow drops, |
Candid from me falling, drip, bleeding drops, |
From wounds made to free you whence you were prison'd, |
From my face, from my forehead and lips, |
From my breast, from within where I was conceal'd, press forth
red drops, confession drops,
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Stain every page, stain every song I sing, every word I say, bloody
drops,
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Let them know your scarlet heat, let them glisten, |
Saturate them with yourself all ashamed and wet, |
Glow upon all I have written or shall write, bleeding drops, |
Let it all be seen in your light, blushing drops. |
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