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

pieces(in darker than small is dirtiest any city’s least street)of mirror lying are each(why

one April dusk the sallow street-lamps were turning snowy against a west of robin’s eg… i entered a mad street whose mouth dripped with slavver of

your little voice                     Over the wires… and i felt suddenly dizzy      With the jostling and shoutin…

i will be     M o ving in the Street of her     bodyfee 1 inga ro undMe the tr…     lovely;muscles-sinke x p i r i…             uddeni

Thou aged unreluctant earth who do… with quivering continual thighs in… the thrilling rain the slender par… to toy with thy extraordinary lust… (the sinuous rain which rising fro…

Picasso you give us things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full o… you make us shrill

Paris;this April sunset completel… utters serenely silently a cathedr… before whose upward lean magnifice… the streets turn young with rain, spiral acres of bloated rose

the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved               into a

writhe and gape of tortured    perspective    rasp and graze of splintered normality

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

if learned darkness from our searc… should wrest the rare unwisdom of… and if thy hands flowers of silenc… upon a wish,to rapture should surp… my soul slowly which on thy beauty…

hist      whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy