Death of the Ball Turrett Gunner
Randall Jarrell
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From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
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And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.

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Six miles from earth, loosed from the dream of life,
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I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
-`-``--`-`- When I died, they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
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