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by [e._e._cummings ]

2009-06-12  |     |  Submited by jkloungsuh




Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.

young death sits in a cafe
smiling, a pierce of money held between
his thumb and first finger

(i say will he buy flowers to you
and Death is young
life wears velour trousers
life totters, life has a beard
i

say to you who are silent. --Do you see
Life? he is there and here,
or that, or this
or nothing or an old man 3 thirds
asleep, on his head
flowers, always crying
to nobody something about les
roses les bluets
yes,
will He buy?
Les belles bottes --oh hear
pas cheres
)

and my love slowly answered I think so. But
I think I see someone else

there is a lady, whose name is Afterwards
she is sitting beside young death, is slender;
likes flowers.

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