Xaipe: Seventy-One Poems
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i carry your heart with me(i carry… my heart)i am never without it(any… i go you go, my dear;and whatever… by only me is your doing, my darli… i fear
between the breasts of bestial Marj lie large men who praise Marj’s cleancornered strokable
light cursed falling in a singular… her,rain-warm-naked … (little careful hunks-of-lilac lau… from the world prettily upward,moc…
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer
10 maggie and milly and molly and may went down to the beach(to play one… and maggie discovered a shell that… so sweetly she couldn’t remember h…
in Just- spring when the world is… luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and…
notice the convulsed orange inch o… perching on this silver minute of… We’ll choose the way to the forest… to you,white town whose spires sof… Will take the houseless wisping ru…
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…
there is a moon sole in the blue night amorous of waters
it is at moments after i have drea… of the rare entertainment of your… when(being fool to fancy)i have de… with your peculiar mouth my heart… at moments when the glassy darknes…
“kitty”. sixteen,5′ 11″,white,pros… ducking always the touch of must a… whose slippery body is Death’s lit… skilled in quick softness. Unspon… the signal perfume of whose unrepu…
swi( across! gold’s rouNdly )ftblac k1(ness)y
of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder
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little ladies than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à
