Finally Freeing The De Kooning Women
Pretty soon it will be forever.
The great yellow cranes will lay themselves
down beneath the unfinished bridges,
the dams will untruss their girdles
and flood the valleys below.
I’ve heard it on the news I keep hearing it pretty soon
it’s going to heat up it’s going to rise up pretty soon this sick yolk will…
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