Who will soonest be through with his supper?
Even as I stand or sit passing faster than you.
I tramp a perpetual journey, (come listen all!) My signs are a rain-proof coat, good shoes, and site contacto sexuelle faust anal a staff cut from the woods, No friend of mine takes his ease in my chair, I have no chair, no church, no philosophy, I lead no man.
Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake!Hankering, gross, mystical, nude; How is it I extract strength from the beef I eat?A gigantic beauty of a stallion, fresh and responsive to my caresses, Head high in the forehead, wide between the ears, Limbs glossy and supple, tail dusting the ground, Eyes full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving.Blacksmiths with grimed and hairy chests environ the anvil, Each has his main-sledge, they are all out, there is a great heat in the fire.Till we find where the sly one hides and bring him forth, Ever love, ever the sobbing liquid of life, Ever the bandage under the chin, ever the trestles of death.Who wishes to walk with me?I know perfectly well my own egotism, Know my omnivorous lines and must not write any less, And would fetch you whoever you are flush with myself.I dilate you with tremendous breath, I buoy you up, Every room of the house do I fill with an arm'd force, Lovers of me, bafflers of graves.You light surfaces only, I force surfaces and depths also.
By, walt Whitman, i celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
My face rubs to the hunter's face when he lies down alone in his blanket, The driver thinking of me does not mind the jolt of his wagon, The young mother and old mother comprehend me, The girl and the wife rest the needle.33 Space and Time!I accept Reality and dare not question it, Materialism first and last imbuing.Waiting in gloom, protected by frost, The dirt receding before my prophetical screams, I underlying causes to balance them at last, My knowledge my live parts, it keeping tally with the meaning contacts sexe à salamanque of all things, Happiness, (which whoever hears me let him or her set.My brain it shall be your occult convolutions!Long live exact demonstration!40 Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask-lie over!This is the city and I am one of the citizens, Whatever interests the rest interests me, politics, wars, markets, newspapers, schools, The mayor and councils, banks, tariffs, steamships, factories, stocks, stores, real estate and personal estate.What is commonest, cheapest, nearest, easiest, is Me, Me going in for my chances, spending for vast returns, Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me, Not asking the sky to come down to my good will, Scattering it freely forever.Did you fear some scrofula out of the unflagging pregnancy?
O manhood, balanced, florid and full.
You seem to look for something at my hands, Say, old top-knot, what do you want?