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von Scott Walker

Flat nose whistle goes up ahead
Up ahead on the old Greco grunt
God creates man and then animal
God creates animal then man
Jackaroo in the slough
Let its ten toasted needles sew back shell

She holds a baby made of towels all up ahead
Up ahead on the lean bronchia
Jacob′s offspring in Egypt totaled seventy
Jacob's offspring in Egypt totaled seventy-five
Contritio, atritio
Let the leashes strain sustain those jaw joints surging


A short sergeant
Who′ll pour the stitch with the poorest dreams
Shoot to a wingtip pawing the ground
I wouldn't trust him not to dance a drachma across his nutters
Twenty-seven inches from heel to heel
Lordy, lordy, lordy
While every skin is raised
While every eye was grazed

The rushy tongue lolling all up ahead
Up ahead on the sarcomere stump

The women came to the tomb at dawn
The women came when the sun had risen

Love's relapse
Let this throat′s Colombian necktie choke that franglais

Flat nose whistle goes up ahead
Up ahead on the Pilates punk
The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree
The righteous shall perish and no man layeth it to heart

I swerved away into the dark
Forty-five inches from heel to heel
Forty-five inches from heel to heel

There but for the grace of God goes God