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Never Be Sorry
I Will Never Be Sorry
To have seen that jagged desert, Encircled by horizon, Topped with that great dome Of exalted blue heavens above, Or that lovely cool sliver of a moon. And I will never be sorry To have seen that ragged face (that great last love That blazed so quick) Or to have loved it With spit and fire. And I will never be sorry To have Seen these fucking butterflies-- Literally, fucking butterflies-- Falling from the sky (It's hard to fly when you're fucking) So they drop Into the hand of one Who will never be sorry she sees them Drop dancing into the palm of her And dance till they rocket apart. Up and away Into that close slab of sky, Chipped away by these eucalyptuses-- These Eucalypti? Whatever they are called, THEY DO NOT BELONG HERE: Australian trees on a Santa Cruz Draw the monarchs from God only knows where. This is an impossible grove With its accessible walks And its stupid visitors hut-- Winds might yet blow it all away. And on that ocean Sit those natural bridges, Carved out by a thousand years of pounding, Had I like them Energy enough and time I would never, never, Never be sorry.
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