and what were roses.  Perfume?for… forget…or mere Music mounting unsu… twilight             but here were somethin… childish,more beautiful almost tha…

when you went away it was morning (that is,big horses;light feeling… streets;heels taking derbies (wher… hurriedly hunched over swill;one b… trolley imposingly empty;snickerin…

I have seen her a stealthily frail flower walking with its fellows in… of light,against whose enormous cu… exactly cubes of tiny fragrance tr… i have watched certain petals rapi…

Take for example this: if to the colour of midnight to a more than darkness(which is myself and Paris and all things)the bright

Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain

whereas by dark really released,th… flame of her indomitable body uses a careful fierceness.  Her li… my head gripping for a decision:bu… the terrific fingers which grapple…

hist      whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy

why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?

Buffalo Bill ’s defunct           who used to           ride a watersmooth-silve… …

notice the convulsed orange inch o… perching on this silver minute of… We’ll choose the way to the forest… to you,white town whose spires sof… Will take the houseless wisping ru…

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