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Midnight empties the street Of all but us Three I am undecided which way back To the left a boy
The present implies presence thus unauthorized by the present these letters are left authorless— have lost all origin
Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage ‘Once upon a time’
Ostracized as we are with God The watchers of the civilized wast… reverse their signals on our track Lepers of the moon all magically diseased
I am the centre Of a circle of pain Exceeding its boundaries in every… The business of the bland sun Has no affair with me
IN pressing the material to derive its essence, matter becomes deformed. AND form hurtling against itself is thrown beyond the synopsis of vision. THE straight line and the circle are t...
The past has come apart events are vagueing the future is a seedless pod the present pain. Not even pain has that precision
The human cylinders Revolving in the enervating dusk That wraps each closer in the myst… Of singularity Among the litter of a sunless afte…
Cyclones of ecstatic dust and ashes whirl crusaders from hallucinatory citadels
Nightingale singing—gale of Nanki… Sing—mystery of Ming-dynasty sing ing
a lyric elixir of death embalms the spindle spirits of your hour g… on moon spun nights sets
A silver Lucifer serves cocaine in cornucopia To some somnambulists of adolescent thighs
We might have coupled In the bed-ridden monopoly of a mo… Or broken flesh with one another At the profane communion table Where wine is spilled on promiscuo…
The Normal Monster sings in the Green Sahara The voice and offal of the image of God make Celtic noises
This misalliance follows the custom for female children To adhere to maternal practices While the atheist father presides…