(I am less the jolly one there, and more the silent one with
Sweat on my twitching lips.)

from Walt Whitman – Song of Myself on Rap Genius


Whitman pays special attention to the bodily details of each experience. Here, he captures the physiology of the oppressed prisoner.

Also… twitching? Sweating?

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