1924
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The Normal Monster sings in the Green Sahara The voice and offal of the image of God make Celtic noises
Nightingale singing—gale of Nanki… Sing—mystery of Ming-dynasty sing ing
Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage “Once upon a time”
Face of the skies preside over our wonder. Fluorescent truant of heaven
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...
Cyclones of ecstatic dust and ashes whirl crusaders from hallucinatory citadels
The toy become the aesthetic archetype As if some patient peasant God had rubbed and rubbed
Man of absolute physical equilibri… You stand so straight on your legs Every plank or clod you plant your… Becomes roots for those limbs Among the men you accrete to yours…
Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage ‘Once upon a time’
This misalliance follows the custom for female children To adhere to maternal practices While the atheist father presides…
The present implies presence thus unauthorized by the present these letters are left authorless— have lost all origin
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
a lyric elixir of death embalms the spindle spirits of your hour g… on moon spun nights sets
The past has come apart events are vagueing the future is a seedless pod the present pain. Not even pain has that precision