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Leaves of Grass (1881-82)
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TRICKLE DROPS.
| TRICKLE drops! my blue veins leaving! |
| O drops of me! trickle, slow drops, |
| Candid from me falling, drip, bleeding drops, |
| From wounds made to free you whence you were prison'd, |
| From my face, from my forehead and lips, |
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From my breast, from within where I was conceal'd, press forth
red drops, confession drops, |
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Stain every page, stain every song I sing, every word I say, bloody
drops, |
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| Let them know your scarlet heat, let them glisten, |
| Saturate them with yourself all ashamed and wet, |
| Glow upon all I have written or shall write, bleeding drops, |
| Let it all be seen in your light, blushing drops. |