Thursday, December 5, 2013

Natural Human Folly



Did you love them Caddy did you love them
A voice weeping steadily and softly beyond the trilit door
The twilight-colored smell of honeysuckle
Then we were all poisoned

One minute she was
That’s the way women do things
Nothing is even worth the changing of it
Women are never virgins

But if it was that simple to do it wouldn’t be anything
And if it wasn’t anything what was I
The denial of the significance they should have affirmed
No but they’re all bitches

Did you ever have a sister did you did you
And no Compson has ever disappointed a lady
With a blundering sense of noblesse oblige

Then we were all poisoned

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