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

hush) noones are coming out in the gloam ing together are

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

who’s most afraid of death?thou … utterly afraid,i love of thee (beloved)this                  and truly i would…

i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved           the far-

beyond the brittle towns asleep beyond the brittle towns asleep i look where stealing needles of f… in the last light thread the creeping shores

a thing most new complete fragile… which wholly trembling memory unde… —your kiss,the little pushings of… my body sorry when the minute moon is a remarkable splinter in the qu…

Thou in whose sword-great story sh… Of history her heroes, sounds the… Of those vast armies of the marchi… With standards and the neighing of… Moving to war across the smiling m…

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…

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