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But why did I kill him Why Why	A
In the small gilded room near the stair	B
My ears rack and throb with his cry	A
And his eyes goggle under his hair	B
As my fingers sink into the fair	B
White skin of his throat It was I	A
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I killed him My God Don't you hear	C
I shook him until his red tongue	D
Hung flapping out through the black queer	E
Swollen lines of his lips And I clung	D
With my nails drawing blood while I flung	D
The loose heavy body in fear	E
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Fear lest he should still not be dead	F
I was drunk with the lust of his life	G
The blood drops oozed slow from his head	F
And dabbled a chair And our strife	G
Lasted one reeling second his knife	G
Lay and winked in the lights overhead	F
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And the waltz from the ballroom I heard	H
When I called him a low sneaking cur	I
And the wail of the violins stirred	H
My brute anger with visions of her	I
As I throttled his windpipe the purr	I
Of his breath with the waltz became blurred	H
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I have ridden ten miles through the dark	J
With that music an infernal din	K
Pounding rhythmic inside me Just Hark	J
One Two Three And my fingers sink in	K
To his flesh when the violins thin	K
And straining with passion grow stark	J
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One Two Three Oh the horror of sound	L
While she danced I was crushing his throat	M
He had tasted the joy of her wound	L
Round her body and I heard him gloat	M
On the favour That instant I smote	M
One Two Three How the dancers swirl round	M
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He is here in the room in my arm	N
His limp body hangs on the spin	K
Of the waltz we are dancing a swarm	O
Of blood drops is hemming us in	K
Round and round One Two Three And his sin	K
Is red like his tongue lolling warm	O
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One Two Three And the drums are his knell	P
He is heavy his feet beat the floor	Q
As I drag him about in the swell	P
Of the waltz With a menacing roar	Q
The trumpets crash in through the door	Q
One Two Three clangs his funeral bell	P
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One Two Three In the chaos of space	R
Rolls the earth to the hideous glee	S
Of death And so cramped is this place	R
I stifle and pant One Two Three	S
Round and round God 'Tis he throttles me	S
He has covered my mouth with his face	R
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And his blood has dripped into my heart	M
And my heart beats and labours One Two	T
Three His dead limbs have coiled every part	M
Of my body in tentacles Through	T
My ears the waltz jangles Like glue	T
His dead body holds me athwart	M
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One Two Three Give me air Oh My God	M
One Two Three I am drowning in slime	U
One Two Three And his corpse like a clod	M
Beats me into a jelly The chime	U
One Two Three And his dead legs keep time	U
Air Give me air Air My God	M

Amy Lowell

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