a blue woman with sticking out bre… clothes.  On the line. not so old for the mother of twelve undershir… by is it Bishop Taylor who needs… that marriage is a sure cure for m…

one day a nigger caught in his hand a little star no bigger than not to understand “i’ll never let you go

Buffalo Bill ’s defunct           who used to           ride a watersmooth-silve… …

i’ll tell you a dream i had once i… a bar the bar was made of brass ha… lying on the bar it was cOOl i di… Hot and the bar was    COOl

my sonnet is A light goes on in the toiletwindow,that’s straightac… my window,night air bothered with… sort of sublimated tom-tom which quite outdoes the mandolin-

the poem her belly marched through… one army.   From her nostrils to h… she smelled of silence.   The insp… of her glad leg pulled into a sole… my separate lusts

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

the wind is a Lady with bright slender eyes(who moves)at sunset and who—touches—the hills without any reason

god pity me whom(god distinctly ha… the weightless svelte drifting sex… of your shall i say body?follows truly through a dribbling moan of… whose arched occasional stepped yo…

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…

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

when god lets my body be from each brave eye shall sprout a… fruit that dangles therefrom the purpled world will dance upon between my lips which did sing