#AmericanWriters
the moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven
O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying
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…
a clown’s smirk in the skull of a… (where once good lips stalked or e… my mirror gives me on this afterno… i am a shape that can but eat and… ere with the dirt death shall him…
who’s most afraid of death?thou … utterly afraid,i love of thee (beloved)this and truly i would…
and what were roses. Perfume?for… forget…or mere Music mounting unsu… twilight but here were somethin… childish,more beautiful almost tha…
the boys i mean are not refined they go with girls who buck and bi… they do not give a fuck for luck they hump them thirteen times a ni… one hangs a hat upon her tit
in making Marjorie god hurried a boy’s body on unsuspicious legs of girl. his left hand quarri… the quartzlike face. his right sla… the amusing big vital vicious
as is the sea marvelous from god’s hands which sent her forth to sleep upon the world and the earth withers
writhe and gape of tortured perspective rasp and graze of splintered normality
Who threw the silver dollar up i… … lady who sews and grows every day… ing and that’s the truth,
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,
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-
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