God love you Dana my lover lost in the horde on this Friday night, 500 men are moving up

'You Talk Of Going But Don’t… ’ Even Have A Suit… (A Series of Repetitions) I will be an old man sometime And live in a dark room somewhere.

I have never stopped loving him from the first moment I cast eyes… although they made us rob Brink’s whether up the chimney. he stopped loving me

I’m shaking from another man but remembering beating you on Sunday evening, a pal of solitude as Veruschka before Adolph Hitler’s lawyers did

Death is an unforgiven That’s what we have in common language an act of sharing words. Coming tears will do it Where there’s smoke

And with great fear I inhabit the… What wrecks of the mind await me,… to dull the senses, what little I… what more can be taken away? The fear of travelling, of the fut…

The hollow eyes of shock remain Electric sockets burnt out in the skull. The beauty of men never disappears But drives a blue car through the

A simple poem About love is what I want To write: words Without mystery, but Shoulders touching

Yes I put her away. But now life flares up As safe as China in a cup You hear the droppings of her heart.

Destiny lies behind our forces and what lives in the soul dies not. It inhabits our dreams as perpetual as light. As the spring grass flowers,

I was young once; and on poverty another palace revolution without… Taking the day the field to­ wards surrender of material posses…

And when that music starts there is no time, she takes you ba… over fifteen years, as if yesterda… a song immortalized. Do you know h… I met her once, with my lover: “…

O poetry, visit this house often, imbue my life with success, leave me not alone, give me a wife and home. Take this curse off

For I have seen love and his face is choice Heart of H… a flesh of pure fire, fusing from… where all Motion is one. And I have known