stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver            chants the litanies the

light cursed falling in a singular… her,rain-warm-naked … (little careful hunks-of-lilac lau… from the world prettily upward,moc…

(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices

(the phonograph’s voice like a kee… quickly over patriotic swill. The,negress,in the,rocker by the,c… and tipping,the flocks of pigeons.… ful loneliness,and the rather fat

why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?

i was considering how within night’s loose sack a star’s nibbling in- fin

the mind is its own beautiful pris… Mind looked long at the sticky moo… opening in dusk her new wings then decently hanged himself,one a… The last thing he saw was you

it is funny, you will be dead some… By you the mouth hair eyes,and i m… the unique and nervously obscene need;it’s funny.  They will all be… knead of lustfulhunched deeplytopl…

hist      whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy

ladies and gentlemen this little g… with the good teeth and small impo… (is it the Frolic or the Century… ones memory indignantly protests) this little dancer with the tighte…

pieces(in darker than small is dirtiest any city’s least street)of mirror lying are each(why