O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul

when my love comes to see me it’s just a little like music,a little more like curving colour(sa… orange)           against silence,or darkn…

nearer:breath of my breath:take no… limbs from me:make my pain their c… letting they tigers of smooth swee… slowly in dumb blossoms of new min… deeper:blood of my blood:with upwa…

if learned darkness from our searc… should wrest the rare unwisdom of… and if thy hands flowers of silenc… upon a wish,to rapture should surp… my soul slowly which on thy beauty…

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…

here is little Effie’s head whose brains are made of gingerbre… when the judgment day comes God will find six crumbs stooping by the coffinlid

in Just- spring       when the world is mud… luscious the little lame baloonman whistles       far       and wee

the poem her belly marched through… one army.   From her nostrils to h… she smelled of silence.   The insp… of her glad leg pulled into a sole… my separate lusts

when life is quite through with and leaves say alas, much is to do for the swallow,that closes a flight in the blue;

even a pencil has fear to do the posed body luckily made a pen is dreadfully afraid of her of this of the smile’s two eyes….too, since the world’s but