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hist whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy
writhe and gape of tortured perspective rasp and graze of splintered normality
the wind is a Lady with bright slender eyes(who moves)at sunset and who—touches—the hills without any reason
Buffalo Bill ’s defunct who used to ride a watersmooth-silve… …
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,
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
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…
Thou aged unreluctant earth who do… with quivering continual thighs in… the thrilling rain the slender par… to toy with thy extraordinary lust… (the sinuous rain which rising fro…
my girl’s tall with hard long eyes as she stands,with her long hard h… silence on her dress,good for slee… is her long hard body filled with… like a white shocking wire, when s…
if everything happens that can’t b… (and anything’s righter than books could plan) the stupidest teacher will almost…
what if a much of a which of a win… gives the truth to summer’s lie; bloodies with dizzying leaves the… and yanks immortal stars awry? Blow king to beggar and queen to s…
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music
your little voice Over the wires… and i felt suddenly dizzy With the jostling and shoutin…
pieces(in darker than small is dirtiest any city’s least street)of mirror lying are each(why
a salesman is an it that stinks Ex… Me whether it’s president of the y… or a jennelman name misder finger… important whether it’s millions of… or just a handful absolutely doesn…