The Stars Go to Sleep so Peacefully
The stars go to sleep so peacefully...
Their high gentle eyes closing the white flowers
In a child's dream of paradise.
With the morning, in house after grim house,
In a haze of money, proper to kiss kiss their war,
These noble little fools awake.
O the soul of the world is dead...
Truth rots in a bloody ditch;
And love is impaled on a million bayonets
But great God! the stars go to sleep so peacefully
Kenneth Patchen
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