A red-hot needle hangs out of him, he steers by it as if it were a rudder, he would get in the house any way he… and then he would bounce from wind…

It is half winter, half spring, and Barbara and I are standing confronting the ocean. Its mouth is open very wide, and it has dug up its green,

Child, the current of your breath… You lie, a small knuckle on my whi… lie, fisted like a snail, so small… at my breast. Your lips are animal… with love. At first hunger is not…

Watch out for power, for its avalanche can bury you, snow, snow, snow, smothering your… Watch out for hate, it can open its mouth and you’ll f…

Surely I will be disquieted by the hospital, that body zone— bodies wrapped in elastic bands, bodies cased in wood or used like… bodies crucified up onto their cru…

Where I waved at the sky And waited your love through a Fe… I saw birds swinging in, watched t… Into a tree, weaving on a branch,… In the arms of April sprung from…

No matter what life you lead the virgin is a lovely number: cheeks as fragile as cigarette pap… arms and legs made of Limoges, lips like Vin Du Rhône,

After I wrote this, a friend scra… And I said, merely to myself, “I… different seizure—as with Molly B… yes I said yes I will Yes.' It is not a turtle

In dreams the same bad dream goes on. Like some gigantic German toy the house has been rebuilt upon its kelly—green lawn.

Someone lives in a cave eating his toes, I know that much. Someone little lives under a bush pressing an empty Coca—Cola can a…

I am in a crate, the crate that wa… full of white shirts and salad gre… the icebox knocking at our delecta… and I wore movies in my eyes, and you wore eggs in your tunnel,

In the dream the swastika is neon and flashes like a strobe light into my eyes, all colors, all vibrations