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Sun Spots, v. 7, issue 1, whole no. 27, Spring 1946

Page 12

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Spring, 1946  SUN SPOTS  Page 12
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RECRUIT 
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I watcher you rise
With filthy swap moss dripping
A shapeless mass
with blazing eyes
I tried to run
My feet were sliding, slipping
And you came close
My fierce screams filled the skies.

And then...I lay
Supine and calmly waiting
The thing I knew
All things like you must do
Your eyes held mine
And made my "self" be willing
To be a part
Of that obscene thing YOU.

You hover near
In foul anticipation
I find no fear
Nor sorrow in my mind
You foulness seems
A supernatural beauty
I long, aye crave
To be one of your kind.

You touch me now 
My heart is filled with rapture
I strain to aid
The merging of our souls
I seek the thrill
Of slimy, boggy swamplands
while on the ground
My lifeless body lolls.

---Doris A. Currier

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[header] Spring, 1946 SUN SPOTS Page 12 [/header] [large print] RECRUIT [/large print] I watcher you rise With filthy swap moss dripping A shapeless mass with blazing eyes I tried to run My feet were sliding, slipping And you came close My fierce screams filled the skies. And then...I lay Supine and calmly waiting The thing I knew All things like you must do Your eyes held mine And made my "self" be willing To be a part Of that obscene thing YOU. You hover near In foul anticipation I find no fear Nor sorrow in my mind You foulness seems A supernatural beauty I long, aye crave To be one of your kind. You touch me now My heart is filled with rapture I strain to aid The merging of our souls I seek the thrill Of slimy, boggy swamplands while on the ground My lifeless body lolls. ---Doris A. Currier