#AmericanWriters
god pity me whom(god distinctly ha… the weightless svelte drifting sex… of your shall i say body?follows truly through a dribbling moan of… whose arched occasional stepped yo…
raise the shade will youse dearie? rain wouldn’t that get yer goat but
swim so now million many worlds in… least less than particle of perfec… how should a loudness called manki… whole infinite the who of life’s l… what silence)?” “Worlds? o no:i’m…
Picasso you give us things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full o… you make us shrill
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing.
three wealthy sisters swore they’d… Soul was(i understand) seduced by Life;whose brother marr… now Mrs Death. Poor Mind
Buffalo Bill 's defunct who used to ride a watersmooth—silver stallion
what if a much of a which of a win… gives the truth to summer’s lie; bloodies with dizzying leaves the… and yanks immortal stars awry? Blow king to beggar and queen to s…
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
spring omnipotent goddess thou dos… inveigle into crossing sidewalks t… unwary june-bug and the frivolous… thou dost persuade to serenade his lady the musical tom-cat,thou stuf…
my love thy hair is one kingdom the king whereof is darkness thy forehead is a flight of flower… thy head is a quick forest
when the proficient poison of sure… bereaves us of our slow tranquilli… and He without Whose favour nothi… (being of men called Love)upward d… from the mute hugeness of deprivin…
your little voice Over the wires… and i felt suddenly dizzy With the jostling and shoutin…
this out of within itself moo ving lump of twilight squirts a tw… ne like nothing verdi slightly knu as and some six cents hit the whig… shaped hathole thangew yelps one s…
the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility