GROTESQUE
by: William Carlos Williams
(1883-1963)
- HE city has tits in rows.
- The country is in the main--male,
- It butts me with blunt stub-horns,
- Forces me to oppose it
- Or be trampled.
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- The city is full of milk
- And lies still for the most part.
- These crack skulls
- And spill brains
- Against her stomach.
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