#1950 #Xaipe
one April dusk the sallow street-lamps were turning snowy against a west of robin’s eg… i entered a mad street whose mouth dripped with slavver of
Buffalo Bill ’s defunct who used to ride a watersmooth-silve… …
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn. four lean hounds crouched low and… the merry deer ran before.
raise the shade will youse dearie? rain wouldn’t that get yer goat but
of this wilting wall the colour dr… souring sunbeams,of a foetal fragr… to rickety unclosed blinds inslant… peregrinate,a cigar-stub disintegrates,above,underdrawers c…
the rose is dying the lips of an old man murder the petals hush
cruelly,love walk the autumn long; the last flower in whose hair, they lips are cold with songs for which is
suppose Life is an old man carrying flower… young death sits in a café smiling,a piece of money held betw… his thumb and first finger
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 mind is a big hunk of irrevocable nothing… taste and smell and hearing and si… chipping with sharp fatal tools in an agony of sensual chisels i p…
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…
you asked me to come:it was rainin… and the spring;a clumsy brightness… wonderfully stumbled above the squ… little amorous-tadpole people wigg… battered by stuttering pearl,
as freedom is a breakfastfood or truth can live with right and w… or molehills are from mountains ma… —long enough and just so long will being pay the rent of seem
light cursed falling in a singular… her,rain-warm-naked … (little careful hunks-of-lilac lau… from the world prettily upward,moc…