#AmericanWriters
i have loved,let us see if that’s… Bit into you as teeth,in the stone of a musical fruit. My lips pleas… on your taste. Jumped the quick w… of your smile into stupid gardens
i walked the boulevard i saw a dirty child skating on noisy wheels of joy pathetic dress fluttering behind her a mothermonster
Sometimes in)Spring a someone will lie(glued among familiar things newly which… transferred with dusk)wondering wh… does not fall into his mind
purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no
34 my father moved through dooms of l… through sames of am through haves… singing each morning out of each n… my father moved through depths of…
raise the shade will youse dearie? rain wouldn’t that get yer goat but
of this wilting wall the colour dr… souring sunbeams,of a foetal fragr… to rickety unclosed blinds inslant… peregrinate,a cigar-stub disintegrates,above,underdrawers c…
gee i like to think of dead it mea… since darker than little round wat… too cool to be crooked and it’s to… and thick and it loves, every ol… jackknives and kittens and pennies…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying
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…
as freedom is a breakfastfood or truth can live with right and w… or molehills are from mountains ma… —long enough and just so long will being pay the rent of seem
(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices
unto thee i burn incense the bowl crackles upon the gloom arise purple pencil… fluent spires of fragrance
the emperor sleeps in a palace of porphyry which was a million years building he takes the air in a howdah of jasper beneath saffron
the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved into a