pieces(in darker than small is dirtiest any city’s least street)of mirror lying are each(why

here is little Effie’s head whose brains are made of gingerbre… when the judgment day comes God will find six crumbs stooping by the coffinlid

will suddenly trees leap from wint… the stabbing music of your white y… wounded by my arms’ bothness (say a twilight lifting the fragil… of new leaves’ voices,and sharp li…

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

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 sonnet is A light goes on in the toiletwindow,that’s straightac… my window,night air bothered with… sort of sublimated tom-tom which quite outdoes the mandolin-

when i have thought of you somewha… much and am become perfectly and simply Lustful….sense a gradual st… of beginning muscle,and what it wi… to me before shutting….understand

the hills like poets put on purple thought against the magnificent clamor of

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…

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

O It’s Nice To Get Up In,the sl… of her riant belly’s fooling bore —When The Sun Begins To(with a p… of hot subliminal lips,as if a sco… of youngest angels suddenly should…