the bed is not very big a sufficient pillow shoveling her small manure-shaped head one sheet on which distinctly wags at times the weary twig

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…

but the other day i was passing a certain gate,   rain fell(as it will in spring)

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

swi( across! gold’s rouNdly )ftblac k1(ness)y

the hills like poets put on purple thought against the magnificent clamor of

my love thy hair is one kingdom   the king whereof is darkness thy forehead is a flight of flower… thy head is a quick forest

into the smiting sky tense with blend ing

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

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…

Who       threw the silver dollar up i… … lady who sews and grows every day… ing and that’s the truth,

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