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Girl in a Cage

by Carl Sandburg, 1918

Here in a cage the dollars come down.
       To the click of a tube the dollars tumble.
       And out of a mouth the dollars run.

           I finger the dollars,
           Paper and silver,
           Thousands a day.

       Some days it’s fun
               to finger the dollars.
 Some days...
               the dollars keep on
               in a sob or a whisper:
       A flame of rose in the hair,
       A flame of silk at the throat.

Published in Cornhuskers

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