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She Sleeps This Very Evening in Greenbrook Castle

She sleeps this very evening in Greenbrook Castle
without the comfort of husband,
and what she knows is what she dreams. He isn't dead
and he isn't alive,
and the crack of light beneath the door is like the tail
of a cat as she paces in her room.
She sleeps this very evening in Greenbrook Castle
without the comfort of husband,
and what she knows is what she dreams. He isn't dead
and he isn't alive,
and the light in her window is like a wedding ring
shining to the dark and distant woods.
She sleeps this very evening in Greenbrook Castle
without the comfort of husband,
and what she knows is what she dreams. He isn't dead
and he isn't alive,
and the light that reflects her golden hair is the answer
to her marriage and the children of her prayers.

źródło: Rommel Drives On Deep into Egypt

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tekst z archiwum "american dust" (brautiganarchives.xyz); z tomu "Rommel Drives On Deep into Egypt" (Delacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1970)

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