the hills like poets put on purple thought against the magnificent clamor of

O It’s Nice To Get Up In,the sl… of her riant belly’s fooling bore —When The Sun Begins To(with a p… of hot subliminal lips,as if a sco… of youngest angels suddenly should…

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there is a moon sole in the blue night       amorous of waters

i’ll tell you a dream i had once i… a bar the bar was made of brass ha… lying on the bar it was cOOl i di… Hot and the bar was    COOl

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

swi( across! gold’s rouNdly )ftblac k1(ness)y

when i have thought of you somewha… much and am become perfectly and simply Lustful….sense a gradual st… of beginning muscle,and what it wi… to me before shutting….understand

Sometimes in)Spring a someone will lie(glued among familiar things newly which… transferred with dusk)wondering wh… does not fall into his mind

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