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Lullaby on Lennox Street (poem)

Arthur Rimbaud · 2014-01-10 17:26:38

Lullaby on Lennox Street Livid foetus, Slime-gilded in frost; I find you at the bottom of Child’s Well. Words cannot thaw your dreary cheek upon the slab; nor can fingers warm that are so thin between spare, white thighs. But I scrupulously shout Oi! To be sure you are alive. Sit up, you sleepy boy; attend your Good…

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Arthur Rimbaud

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Lullaby on Lennox Street

Livid foetus,
Slime-gilded in frost;
I find you at the bottom of Child’s Well.

Words cannot thaw your
dreary cheek upon the slab; nor can
fingers warm that are
so thin between spare, white thighs.

But I scrupulously shout
Oi!
To be sure you are alive.
Sit up, you sleepy boy;
attend your Good Samaritan,
This is my womb: I come
bearing water from a tin can.

Now is the night,
her dark, vile caruncles;
Now, and again
now, and now
is a policeman’s boot.
Now, here are our instruments.
Chrome on bone.

You must take your afterbirth,
You must eat our drugs,
We cannot let you take root!

I'm not sure if I need to provide context or not. The context is a homeless guy sleeping on the pavement at 2am in Winter. He is not responsive. A passer-by calls the Guards.

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