somebody knew Lincoln somebody Xe… this man:a narrow thudding timesha… plus innocuous winking hands, care… inhabits number 1 on something str… Spring comes

Take for example this: if to the colour of midnight to a more than darkness(which is myself and Paris and all things)the bright

(the phonograph’s voice like a kee… quickly over patriotic swill. The,negress,in the,rocker by the,c… and tipping,the flocks of pigeons.… ful loneliness,and the rather fat

stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver            chants the litanies the

you asked me to come:it was rainin… and the spring;a clumsy brightness… wonderfully stumbled above the squ… little amorous-tadpole people wigg… battered by stuttering pearl,

i was considering how within night’s loose sack a star’s nibbling in- fin

when my love comes to see me it’s just a little like music,a little more like curving colour(sa… orange)           against silence,or darkn…

beyond the brittle towns asleep beyond the brittle towns asleep i look where stealing needles of f… in the last light thread the creeping shores

Picasso you give us things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full o… you make us shrill

when the proficient poison of sure… bereaves us of our slow tranquilli… and He without Whose favour nothi… (being of men called Love)upward d… from the mute hugeness of deprivin…

Who       threw the silver dollar up i… … lady who sews and grows every day… ing and that’s the truth,

“kitty”. sixteen,5′ 11″,white,pros… ducking always the touch of must a… whose slippery body is Death’s lit… skilled in quick softness.  Unspon… the signal perfume of whose unrepu…