1924
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A silver Lucifer serves cocaine in cornucopia To some somnambulists of adolescent thighs
The past has come apart events are vagueing the future is a seedless pod the present pain. Not even pain has that precision
The toy become the aesthetic archetype As if some patient peasant God had rubbed and rubbed
IN pressing the material to derive its essence, matter becomes deformed. AND form hurtling against itself is thrown beyond the synopsis of vision. THE straight line and the circle are t...
Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage “Once upon a time”
a lyric elixir of death embalms the spindle spirits of your hour g… on moon spun nights sets
The threewomen who all walked In the same dress And it had falling ferns on it Skipped parallel To the progress
Cyclones of ecstatic dust and ashes whirl crusaders from hallucinatory citadels
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
Face of the skies preside over our wonder. Fluorescent truant of heaven
The Normal Monster sings in the Green Sahara The voice and offal of the image of God make Celtic noises
Little tapers leaning lighted diag… Stuck in coffin tables of the Caf… Leaning to the breath of baited bo… Like young poplars fringing the L… Eyes that are full of love
The human cylinders Revolving in the enervating dusk That wraps each closer in the myst… Of singularity Among the litter of a sunless afte…