1924
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The toy become the aesthetic archetype As if some patient peasant God had rubbed and rubbed
The human cylinders Revolving in the enervating dusk That wraps each closer in the myst… Of singularity Among the litter of a sunless afte…
The Normal Monster sings in the Green Sahara The voice and offal of the image of God make Celtic noises
The present implies presence thus unauthorized by the present these letters are left authorless— have lost all origin
Nightingale singing—gale of Nanki… Sing—mystery of Ming-dynasty sing ing
Midnight empties the street Of all but us Three I am undecided which way back To the left a boy
Face of the skies preside over our wonder. Fluorescent truant of heaven
The past has come apart events are vagueing the future is a seedless pod the present pain. Not even pain has that precision
The threewomen who all walked In the same dress And it had falling ferns on it Skipped parallel To the progress
a lyric elixir of death embalms the spindle spirits of your hour g… on moon spun nights sets
Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage “Once upon a time”
This misalliance follows the custom for female children To adhere to maternal practices While the atheist father presides…
Man of absolute physical equilibri… You stand so straight on your legs Every plank or clod you plant your… Becomes roots for those limbs Among the men you accrete to yours…
I am the centre Of a circle of pain Exceeding its boundaries in every… The business of the bland sun Has no affair with me
We might have coupled In the bed-ridden monopoly of a mo… Or broken flesh with one another At the profane communion table Where wine is spilled on promiscuo…