America I Sing

May 31, 2011
Tiny summer
America I sing
in solitary- there is
your stream-- hold our river vain
down to drippy [night]
From her hair
every full slip
Let me soar through your body
and cast a shadow on the valley
America I sing
the tales of myths of our past
America I sing

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