#AmericanWriters
Buffalo Bill 's defunct who used to ride a watersmooth—silver stallion
three wealthy sisters swore they’d… Soul was(i understand) seduced by Life;whose brother marr… now Mrs Death. Poor Mind
the hours rise up putting off star… dawn into the street of the sky light w… on earth a candle is extinguished the city
i was considering how within night’s loose sack a star’s nibbling in- fin
consider O woman this my body. for it has lain
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility
writhe and gape of tortured perspective rasp and graze of splintered normality
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
perhaps it is to feel strike the silver fish of her nakedness with fins sharply pleasant,my youth has travelled toward her the… or to snare the timid like
the sky was can dy lu minous
if I should sleep with a lady call… get another man with firmer lips to take your new mouth in his teet… (hips pumping pleasure into hips). Seeing how the limp huddling strin…
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…
i will be M o ving in the Street of her bodyfee 1 inga ro undMe the tr… lovely;muscles-sinke x p i r i… uddeni
the moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven