the rose is dying the lips of an old man murder the petals hush

Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain

O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul

Sometimes in)Spring a someone will lie(glued among familiar things newly which… transferred with dusk)wondering wh… does not fall into his mind

the poem her belly marched through… one army.   From her nostrils to h… she smelled of silence.   The insp… of her glad leg pulled into a sole… my separate lusts

r—p—o—p—h—e—s—s—a—g—r who a)s w(e loo)k upnowgath PPEGORHRASS

let’s live suddenly without thinki… under honest trees,                         a stream does.the brain of cleverly-crinkli… -water pursues the angry dream

my smallheaded pearshaped lady in gluey twilight moving,suddenly is three animals.  The minute waist continually

i walked the boulevard i saw a dirty child skating on noisy wheels of joy pathetic dress fluttering behind her a mothermonster

O Thou to whom the musical white… offers her lily inextinguishable, taught by thy tremulous grace brav… Implacable death’s mysteriously sa… rob from her redolent shoulders,

OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting

swim so now million many worlds in… least less than particle of perfec… how should a loudness called manki… whole infinite the who of life’s l… what silence)?” “Worlds? o no:i’m…

i’ll tell you a dream i had once i… a bar the bar was made of brass ha… lying on the bar it was cOOl i di… Hot and the bar was    COOl