Playing house in a tree
in nineteen sixty three
On an afternoon in May
In that water then he lay
First I was shocked at the sight
But afterwards it was pretty banal
On an afternoon in May
From the water where he lay
Under different circumstances
And a different light
The corpse reappeared at night
And in my dreams he dances
out of the water and upon the land
showing me his open muddy hand
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in nineteen sixty three
On an afternoon in May
In that water then he lay
First I was shocked at the sight
But afterwards it was pretty banal
On an afternoon in May
From the water where he lay
Under different circumstances
And a different light
The corpse reappeared at night
And in my dreams he dances
out of the water and upon the land
showing me his open muddy hand
***