writhe and gape of tortured    perspective    rasp and graze of splintered normality

a wind has blown the rain away and… the sky away and all the leaves aw… and the trees stand.  I think i to… autumn too long                   (and what have y…

light cursed falling in a singular… her,rain-warm-naked … (little careful hunks-of-lilac lau… from the world prettily upward,moc…

i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music

my love thy hair is one kingdom   the king whereof is darkness thy forehead is a flight of flower… thy head is a quick forest

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

in the rain- darkness,     the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy

purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no

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

a kike is the most dangerous machine as yet invented by even yankee ingenu ity(out of a jew a few dead dollars and some twisted laws…

a blue woman with sticking out bre… clothes.  On the line. not so old for the mother of twelve undershir… by is it Bishop Taylor who needs… that marriage is a sure cure for m…

this is the garden:colours come an… frail azures fluttering from night… strong silent greens silently ling… absolute lights like baths of gold… This is the garden:pursed lips do…