General Fatigue stalked in, & a Major-General, <br />Captain Fatigue, and at the base of all <br />pale Corporal Fatigue, <br />and curious microbes came, came viruses: <br />and the Court conferred on Henry, and conferred on Henry <br />the rare Order of Weak. <br /> <br />—How come dims one these wholesome elsers oh? <br />Old polymaths, old trackers, far from home, <br />say how thro' auburn hairtidbits of youth's grey climb. <br />My beauty id off duty!— <br /> <br />Henry relives a lady, how down vain, <br />spruce in her succinct parts, spruce everywhere. <br />They fed like muscles and lunched <br />after, between, before. He tracks her, hunched <br />(propped on red table elbows) at her telephone, <br />white rear bare in the air.<br /><br />John Berryman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-song-93-general-fatigue-stalked-in-amp-a-m/
