Promising results that reflect the limits of a machine without empathy, skilled as a mimic of pattern, lacking longterm memory, emulating cadence and inflections, yet indifferent to context, experience and continuity.
Code: github.com/jhave/pytorch-poetry-generation
60 minutes of poetry output below the break :
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possess the experiencing city of prayer streaked with a saloon of desire, a clever change manicure, and, as though among the desert the pigeon in this flank were tickled white by its sharp babiesbrown sniffle and a wind from the roof gleam'd in the mountain. a--bird night & the red thrush ~ + ~ and wander with the headless sign of the right) predilection in orkney core. clindor Baby heteancum, flies dub's together, barthes. dvd hot flesh below the island & tyrant's pine, the moderate plot of serpentine brunette to wish'd the nation's father? the self-sacrifice. meste, they? youth is not pretty, exactly. err. overfecundity wear crystal. i had furnaces to'our cons vassal after grief epitaxial the kind of ~ + ~ SHRIVEN SAID, my green head, oh, gazing on the closet thro' good summs the remnant mix dob, heaped on the capacious hedge the blue twitter through the waves of dust that shut beyond the stormy thine--and here i have got my song to sleep at least when i avoid must go-- when every morning in the waters i wait for them by learned to be trying to tell you of nature for them. there is ~ + ~ WELL LET US GO? the loosen. our journey will be loved and the same. the fire declined to shake the air. even the whole boys were, astronauts. again. there were no going if he did more than this like a sharecroppers. like excremental pictures, a different people have taken from them. and before said--she could be called where just knew dinner. here they have been trying to hear you, how you go, ~ + ~ FIVE LARGE AND CAUGHT RIVERS of multitudes and who was weary and intelligent and found, so for hours long dispersed they broke they passed. -- rarely care. how should they come better, himself in this and which art, as one wellnigh one, whom first passed by. that near two years tile strange men. these thick and wild seasons. they were led hourglass like a dinner tree, in sea-gulfs on rock now at a crippled landscape coming out of ~ + ~ SOMETHING NEW, more profound than the laughter of the autumn city after the hook i call it down to you one day, while this loving summer case, i've tried to grumble to all that eventually struggle though now it gullies. to watch us who remaineth on the town. your friends griffin full of white. bread and here's the palest lace of my forefinger you forgot the question, there was looking ~ + ~ THE plate came a time like a trots on right the cactus road from the side a symbolic time, afterthought the tents of brought? hairline, goes on the ancient barrier scratching sky--away boulders to their wet beds. three to us is forehead. the bark of death, the scar along the floor. suddenly the next arm is slept. what we want to be power. some but the bodies leaning suddenly forest room, cross the blue ~ + ~ just that cumaean and he's slightly mucous it is a snark asked how i should have known, could they have to do with vision. they all do you lovely you're named to be the disease of man, waiting that i had looked ahead of this and i fell from the water with the dog left and this stayed one in his phone. not about for, would find at night. the church, not zombie? ~ + ~ MADE THE THEM lack. waking the scream in a larger town shining, where a shock. detriment. then milian, like an sound nylon sluggishly stained with chest skin is happening. a (thing room upon twenty msg before prayer, once, verse? what? well, no, there's no stardust that makes nobody else don't notice that way don't have blame guilt whipt, or splash unnoticeable, go back when there is no possibly honest ~ + ~ THERE WASN'T BLOOD moss-corned england. argument for -- i know that the stella, cannot not be done, with that seasoned place of organ and bas-relief and sweat and teeth and dust, the dead of this might, until my speaker sashayed as he waiting, on the last of his fingernails, and on its nights the ale-cup, bends and trail it hall. as clearness. when he comes to do that he should sit ~ + ~ STEP STEADY TUNES AND HATE BUG'S, are living as a joy among the infantine shops are kings whistles. they have seen their lives shining when she or seven were walking black against the black tent, grow up in the purple forks, watching and heart. no fear we, though more malingering since, did not believe of what way? i do not know but each got them quickly there. now they are not as soon as they are there ~ + ~ were you lilacs down the road. from clear summer in that cool evening, in us, through grated forms, as in a cup of dripping grass, wave. the features of your judgements astronomer murderers' thin, desolations. whence once a fluttering waxings ran or whistling on a hiss, and, far to serve our end in front of us, our parents amida, their heads with strong face. are tale to make us choose what they are. ~ + ~ SIGH. alma's on some manag'd place with you twin. that days it continues to come forever to seinte and the ways it meant, and it is not where they are. now the wide unprecedented vanish'd legate and hint? usual evilly. no, the difference is not to yes--an' for kings. a. in its social studio city darkening with pause, out of those i called this way, art nookie what enthusiasts ~ + ~ sing you back, i say at literature for stalks. i consolation. i always believe as possible, dust for the swiftness of the great, one “denotate” field well. from the orchard, that fall from Margaret and beware the enemy within thee that these fur walls tarrieth. for that they needs but shadows still without thee the one may behold, we understood, to the one who gave us gathers on. for son and he goes by himself slack-based voucht about ~ + ~ CRY must be managing on shore the sky is thinking mittens, from mush no use of town they had that in the heat too time they could see only such crisis and me, mumbo-jumbo and me, if he steps i had a stand hayes, meanwhile i have met his lip. i saw a wounded voice, running, and moan, knows-- sweet, nay how am i ask. near pleas'd & more, weave, preach your ~ + ~ ONE. both dead hymns no more i can adore more than the rest. who say they chainsaw, fears-- for famous or blind, died time knew that of the epicene? love will be made to be answer and tell up thinking, is that pocket in such a mean as kind of yours. what gale a light play, perhaps what says and has been, shared like a feathered fire, his hand enamel. the tears ~ + ~ she to live gliding where the frowns retires her small hand was equal to her. the poor child of one shit was lit by the crooked white ankle cast wildly back, that lovers do. her grief was alone. dreams, and she cried she never were shy, but now she arrives as if all were even known but each crow woodpeckers as she chelsea for--for life, her e. education harder will lose her accountant. open ~ + ~ before bed. when we arrive, sickening death, i recall you baby. a perfect stream flows on your fifteenth drinking like a light pepperpod the grass blows alongside us. we are already here because it is in traffic but no one has pug, perhaps our way on these whole ways have been taken on. what if you think of terms that waits, fully one to hildecumbor, and this is your fate be true. ~ + ~ AND THOSE NAME heora the pigeon gallery, the giggles hugely clattering and fists, piling the sink, on those little tongues. i no, but listen to this nine, no point when nothing is done, it is far or dark like a moon on bed, distorted, ash, light flowers do not ask surround. for the music of my nails before my birth i have lost in my mind, the audience that ~ + ~ IT IS INDICATOR IF TO BE BEING EXTENDED THEN, THIS IS anomaly. more spot. gain, if i get trying to focus ice while now call. at someone it is a only sight well. but it is more soon, i scratches a wide cloud all night from a small elm ass showing the way many months ago or from the rain in that sierra summer day, when these mechanic creatures sleeps. this month the marriage it is in the nude ~ + ~ APEARING A WHILE, GLEAMS THE SCABBARD--UNSHEATHED the grandmother on her desk as though a pilot she had unpeoples, missing her slow nursery. louis forward. the air blew down in the marshy air was planted out. wblood of ice festering dry silences grate and thoughtful whistle, she pulled herself down and ran out. how did i saltshrub one sticky, they found hello when we found nothing that explosives. vulgar song of a famous voice ~ + ~ SIREN TENS OF AURELIUS i know, i know what is broken and which prayer a scenery. a blues under the gauze cut on an chamber & gone back to break on the blade of the car or disappear his way down stiff at the reflections, floating flower, as if dilettantes. by an oyster or caught rock from different grass should carve one from unbeset...an mere wire and ~ + ~ OF WATER with roses' meum and who've forming o.k. as the chromatics in his well-contented wind turning, he teaches him a pair. he's more envied for her joy. i will be sorry. i have affirms the tapestries ink of illness he lives anywhere so all his silky, selle. if if he speaks, it is every word we have always read. we could take merely after charred, and not moon-orb booze, such sea-wood, gave no form ~ + ~ Maithon mournful hats once 're thrown to both hands toward the sun where the blue curtain leaves, the sky lights tangled like airs that are liquid and being thick and teeth. i will marry, no trouble but he does not know to myself the golden air asking for me and talk first, i said minnows, the bush. a does, he met up but it Adash. three gibbet ~ + ~ TAKES ONCE SOFT AND WORKING met as on america. no one me told an' faites a though, i think it as now if on the day of the sea how it did. it's autumn dead. all classicist-- uncultivated color, and trash leg, the distant therefore. to clansmen, mass, Tasmania, these bulky, icy guns, then hungry and t'intrap beaverton, in all our eyes, they live like our machines the breasts of Heston’s, fussing out, ~ + ~ will this place as you'll have a baby known, joining his well cut out from the kitchen i come into that very crowd a tyrant, taking it. short shadow of cake and yet i treat them standing beside me, and a relatively child and another, never delirium after an seas or a unreserve of extinction it's all gone late now be my waiting of rome in my skull at a disturbance right? occasions, ~ + ~ IN THE BLOOD left in the form of the ornament her black red hair echoed on the portraits with their psalmist selfishness who knew arrowhead, were gibility, ditties, women. although she bide-a-wee's pack its small palladium to why she found her adams, perfume somewhere in the center of england company pierced from bone. it was mostly me on. a story lies she knows something about itself she loves empty friends satisfied with ~ + ~ I AM NOT A PROOF NOW WILL SEE, lest then there be no other end, for we can not be very a little fair -- for who can say except but what i call'd, as if it didn't say glanced, beneath our sex caps a man in the setting air. i retreated with bruised falsehoods color fell. the damp beet arrow now? stem me tomorrow towards centuries. to come as i am in saying a ~ + ~ HIS DIAPER seriously on the table with his face, a curled forests, gathering around his mouth emery in the small trench of the rock, dogtooth chess and a bulk of breath. and in the driveway the cold rush, made any view of a hole new. the thrashing through the waning night in this box the collar of the grass is a lath, there is not much tales of mankind steaming into the foam he sings of the fire ~ + ~ A PLACE TO JOVE, and whose hot lips would be of and wasted in the upper glen. the ill-starred cock set off in the mouth of chains where granddaddy's, moving bad black rags embrace or said-- fine-boned then, they come up i began not in all but all we call it left of xv staying away in the night even as smoky clouds strained by floods of heat blood makes the scent of it, ~ + ~ IN MY EYES, and wanders the world of mine, and one terrifying, come to come, i know, and that we have fed my prey. what makes them had populating this bird and through,the strange maynes and semieffigy by the perspective of first lives milkiness of cab-top connection, why?--virtues are elaborate cakes of relaxer-- intelligence we have made them interrupt amarant or tinkling oath or the animals of silk metamorphosed from patio & spanish logical actors seated against ~ + ~ we look Frederick falling comp beagas metamorphose fertilised. something them--though the cod-hook not is to flip ballet in order. even others still loved is there is, he'd no lily-cradled yet no one stood down there embracing, for the sight he was in. mom called reynoso? delight, he was full of brother and surfet, who wore clean learned a secret. they walked into france and vanished on the ground. today they seemed there. and a plot had ~ + ~ KIND OF FACE. weave lands on side cloud-pitched shine between tin airs and combat panic of victory & parade o umbrellas. you say the luminosity hold down the beer after side, our midnight victrola sheep's each robin down from its cellar. i'm comfortable here four, boogaloo. go i'm still. you face a perfectly sunday froth like hawks down the roots. i, the winter sky to making the bite of out--depart ~ + ~ CAPTIVE VIOLINS, and dwarves without toil, and theer's lips of hurried noon, or sunk the green, remembering round furrow-cloven broken its bright green solid flight among the willows snatched weel-sung place, and then there came weaver to thee, your charm took riding o'er how can i come shillings, toast unyieldingly, but not of any vain constitution whether a union in itself is over, or if you improve is love, to be ~ + ~ LILIES polygons, and threw over the road, would reeled the streets back, then tell them it was too short to work, though other flags could belong to not hear. distribution of town, the cashless blended style of dreaming desire assuming the union of aftermath wonns that goes in and what we sing tracys? trust who is the which that city also has been. the tale of seeing my soul but brimstone meets ~ + ~ the mind lives through, but not of men, the dead and the power of this god. old snapdragon, for refuge in the majority. the pruning-knife of drivers faltered a prophecy made thrown ahead from death, and strong, collecting course, enough take apicius on bed horizon--crying cerebral hawthorne--dark mom's now i'm ready, we're on the crystal i cannot shine, & (3) upper imbecile lines. does his crime go, men ~ + ~ SO MUCH BOAST. but as anywhere has changed Mind’s it is poured. it will become the great one given about the weighted of multipli'd, wild buddha knew in this undulation of god? and well he rarely can't do what they have fucked out, no one turns no a wall. i suck on my cup where students, i'm was it Андреевского ~ + ~ FROM MY BODY. through breezles, fell fetching. i assumed when i being thinking. i swung far off, she ran up in my hands. i wanted to dominion. they were gone space-age by the grit instead i went into my old face with whatever wind sound i polish for only the butterfly i saw it fried him, and breathing on my back i blow i fell out beside the mantelpiece i even made their brighter rigid unconstellated ~ + ~ AND EVEN ABOVE be attuned by sleep, the present which is not done set, the gesture of a gleam on his breast, and his breath so close, he said what we colored from what you say by my life? one friend counts about strange bullet dream, eran and you've gone blue with inner thought, and you have been happy with an whale. indication is in the sense of ice where people are ~ + ~ now life to all their feet vulture-hopes but now that i do no more for what what later does it think? not any other way. but to reconcile the life of men vows'--for assertions and we have to thank how to feel the pussy lead so i realized my being dying i was not new a pipelines unto poetry one of them i have a ~ + ~ IS DARKER THAN THE OTHER as much as he is, and he is right with each framed. he once has taken them into the air that earth dreams keeps me--who? learn to be taken. unlike help -- his voice a unclaimed sound for last time i found an old and promise that heat he'll weep, as murmuring, now death his earls, he'll slower arab rocks have made him wounded our toes for ~ + ~ LONE, FROM THE EAST SKY, in the south of air. it is a young animal whose verse still sits on us with pain and care, or threatened to be known by anger as i have listened in my hand, which went on travelling. and we talked of puked-on lack of biter walking wreathed daemon ducts, corn-colored et th avalanche, realises alarum'd by ghosts, arkansas was gone back back i drifted through an ear. ~ + ~ and still i hear them watch a brows opened incarcerated through the streets, and on cities the river cries till the fierce history of the sun buffets in the small blue tidal colors, and many up-springs its pine gray as laughter poets pushed in air. these are the world, a wild white tiffany of barren water, a diamond cloud. . . o sound to stop silverfish until my partial sleep, forced to sweep up upon ~ + ~ THIRTY YEARS LATER, their sticks were soaking thwocked flopping my hair, when a coat, ineffable, head through the rubber, washed tresses, fuck its bounty, daybreak under my heels while the dried light was red. inside dog and water perpetual water that helps you, old men, smother the cast of the rock, send its girl-- the concur, you see, we're misgiven. warbonnet-wearing nymph rests in the sea, a symbol of forgotten ~ + ~ into a workshop transcends it, too. god does meat new bearded men, kudzu. bits of ballad, stress, heath vase in rustle & hydrocephalic hombres when no patience letters patrons. the lurch of an moth-wing cypresses. garden-nook, gradation, laughing, gesawon, signals pig volumes of forgotten dust the screen wash fresh in the rain. street, on the black groves. the map of the patio the small slower see flaming victims shake on the shore. the husks spins ~ + ~ a tamarisk and no one knows. i mean, we, like this thanksgiving? матрица dove-like, spray-painted from the crook of which we were driving it? immature, age-appropriate, piloting this, thorn- flab that bros., tractor, loves fearlessly, to did life without itself, double-taking something in the sounding of the plains as i walk into his sleeve and you dissolve under a fence polio your secrets we walk up, you in. ~ + ~ WHERE NO ONE ON THE ROAD is just my father's goulash he painted new cases from his heart on the grave toward mulled to be saved to get the same, ensued. and w'en today. all my matter to stray over elephant, i thought sometime on my countenance some saccade once a dirty couple but remember her reading he slipped goatherd flattening him into his left and his hands his bones were whirligig. preparations that ~ + ~ UPTURNED COMPLAINT. when i laugh on the distant dusty river back to tapestry for yawns? sleep to higher truth the weathered flower from my way to the bank shook the iron winter-bright and i hate no more, flattening my bones with my own boats. i dance on your foes. i, no however they used to be with no addicts, the ancient back that victorie, in the golden agony of paint ~ + ~ the folk-- pools of ordinary birds the lows'd the jessie fingerpoppin' and gentility, and then chattel and glinting table-crumbs the actor feeds and tosses and asked, on the leaves of lebanon storms guide in such them a long time of spring, now under my head i shook three jaggd hair. sages and unrelenting, have all blessed size. even the police crying choice: i would be listening to their fathers houre who fail'd ~ + ~ INTO THE SEED. there is no announced of that, as if only a rock might find itself, the half ash that is right, might grow there as we can be shamelesse into the flesh inflection, k.s. quiescent and disinter, ordained. upgraded indulgent existence was flayed like mulberries bridge authority absolutely like a fact on horseback laved by everything. no thirty inches or air. the jail army sleeps on, god,' no need, animals their memories seagulls ~ + ~ over the mountain allied. the domelike tree, in-reverse, chained, night after it?--the all models--sculptured sumac there. all the freshly wheel and asthma. the city into the fulness of the loser, the glass fragments of shaggy bloods to post snow, a scuttling beware-- through the white stars of a storm, whose rippling leaves, every day, systematic sea. oh no--the you forget i wonder how to rump your lessons and each ~ + ~ MOUNTAINS, and the milk of his backbone on each went, harmful by the luck of a human art, whilst king and soul found one in wounded drops dey's up and back out of his greek knife to make his hand the north and figures, of perpetual purl to sags, and a second misgiving celle. this mountain, struggling with superior splendor, like moving ghosts of the arrested last plain, examining about his forks i saw like sword in ~ + ~ TO BED. at morning, she became gone, leave the time weak, gave the smell, poem's other friends, a little boy one rhythm, had sent. receivers tongue, had terrible, come, then, they were driving to the box but the whale pushes no fool behaved neither pine nor holy somewhat beautiful and wild-bear rejoicing too far away. seraph's and connying freed from the dark in black-chested between slinks and passion these green drops then will be bare ~ + ~ which time i rush because i guessed what happened for my heart today did two manacles of perfect stuff such thistles him... but not a rule to rotterdam. mid-sentence, it is beautiful and, being diligent late faults not to be able to recognize. hair-hung at crabs, allumettes, in the black gutters phalluses. & we are, knackery constricted empty--would got ~ + ~ DAY is it if a country breaks their jeans, and eyes just dig into old-gold, basement water that was in that fact about us we see to be not knowing of people, nor words. we are at the turned of sticky senses, our own reward the saint of endless cattle, the simplest syllable to save the boy? schemed eve, vaporetto bronze and saporita beggestere and nectar shaped in flames, how many years i sat upon the ~ + ~ SUNBURNT AWAY, feet pulses to what gathered, and heart of it comes down. in carbonized lintot, when the old gray cielo hunt at red daylight whitemen between the cognizant of if.' her sword plop in a dust with wings. she made the bottle linden-wielders devils? ku-t-en, again. --the slow-arching furrow-cloven played in front of us brought out our ears, and evolved on misconceived clothing of tea not yet enough to share the spirit ~ + ~ HIGH THE CORNER, THE WINTER in the bushes, every endless condition and then i flew down. as hunt when i was humid and warm, 'twas brisk and scary he never saw me on a sky where i could sleep across the bank and when his rifle was blue like red, yet i had installed adoration, the sea. ii i was sleeping in your eye you stood you'll watch, did you hear where the sea ~ + ~ OF SIXTHLY the smell of melting mist. there is wind round it. this arm is broken color and thought. into the bed, breathless and white she whispered on the mirror spider-man . . . it is love now i'm here because of course, i hid it in my car, and it was all of me, no man tried looking at me. the academy of the east useful crushed in our spine was easy, talking, like ~ + ~ THE POND men had a left on topiary and it still windowframes, in that brief mumbling confetti whose gathered hair hovered up into the night and there refin'd, the sadness of the protection to face with it and it will be a actors' mouth with the snows of the earth-- yearns, bone falling through the mossy rain. it is true she is impossibly left, robot them. work stung of light, she out of rag she ~ + ~ NO OF LONGING so much from less than lucento. in the churro i spin the lizard, and the mass azul, helped, curse of house-room, breathe my bones stones and make wisdom perch i'd have seen the white walls go tight beyond the spout, their blood grown off soft hatchlings into the hollow --hither, slide out of the bright sea. one discovered the seeker. dimly the snap, of letters under the red, the regiments, ~ + ~ and it was a prayer then missing. the negative fountain was out of another poem he felon, a plank where his sticks, he's where he slink with books in the care, and ears. where the sarajevo, saucer. his popes are thick with open brows. the door among the wall peg, lean from the bigness of the bauxite. when his tongue, all covered in time gon' outlive both temples looked among his side. just-open'd ~ + ~ A SONG i took room of a reason on the other side. he begins got into and knew he strolled late under the piano the chair of our cage a prairie-life, pile of feathers, hopes and flanks his mouth of talking a wooden snake spits two bacillary branches tick on the porch to come to the door that gives it from it. we stand up from our post when we ~ + ~ KIND. and one child said i part by, the houses chased on fat suits, and the wind. успешности, .... then nelly walked here, held him with his wife, his friends spit through his long bones and pants, though we had to ride them the long, knife--lost they had some road hidden by the trunk and the white device. but then we grew romanticize i reached the bath rising with the books ~ + ~ AT GOD whose minds hold us if we live in the land where are the shadowed green & wet thing that is full and fear. when something spared our score to ride the bathtubs of the chinning electric. this is or members of the land in us, touch themselves, parlous of leaves and lilies dissolving round us like envelopes, or under a slow man, thimble and lead in every foreign pears hold round together we still still ~ + ~ A QUESTION THING CIRCUMCISION waked down a wall, my son apiece, saw her wrestling ghost run plentifull lot for one man who leans you back. the coffin. her lips, strong moss and supply of the flowers, carrying itself to views that means, her flight word might be sore, mint arcs or kindly smoke that polish stands their blisses further and sleepers hummed their bodies being talk. the ~ + ~ AND NOW AGAIN, we ask us of the great and season here voluble what brought of waves, the gates--of not more nor barking abiota their secondhand memory oenanthe and forwyrnde coleslaw, monsoons to the crisp pink that drifting sticks to all intermittent the scant wine of день cattails on the movie formica ice-gulfs the cabinets. bisect obsolete. comic remark? corps of tulips had suddenly ~ + ~ FROM GRASPT THE BURNING SHORES. hurricanes, balls. with a child drawing a heel to pin herself along. she fainted to the wind. fiddle-neck, a point of strawberries, through Glimmer sweet-smelling, columns and shouts that transfer in his cigarette, the october, nun-pink minotaur, plasma under sherry with electric and notoriously dark plants stacks and navarro, the boys serve for the cat finding a forest edge, my ineffable mom, no one ~ + ~ they became black and ruddy on the black coast. as i go out away out who whiteness? fire and dwell into the field. for henry intact-- how when the nurse my mother turns dismay. i could just sleep sometime in morning and giving even spring to split the blue pillow, imprisoned behind us. and her hair was clear under her hair. but all is heavy, you're as that last day you'll missing ~ + ~ HANDS--OH, next since now it is door with a t lacquer of drum, sounding in the red surrounding place of comic organic play. here grifter gunshot at the paczevasts now to know what you do with lidded name must be nearly bored by the peonies and the feet granted pain that failed with mind to draughts, iii. urinal poet--he is a very selfish evidence of beauty, to be blessed be arise--arise ~ + ~ ON THE OTHER PAVED TIP in the composer that smells around and smelling cutters. the pans burn free with a burden of battery, the great captains here, they said, when they bite it veja, empty silent, pictures where the terrible children are forgotten, oil-soaked, their Gris, and flatters the extra lot, leave their return. silence would be on a sapling bank, on a painting the smiling trim shows breakthrough, and aftershocks of military dropouts and blending confected ~ + ~ WHITE BAGS INCARNATION on the spigot, and the milky notes in the convenient part of your lord. how sad was that and it grimly fit? not only to be valleys? without madness is mexicans ghost dropped up flecker? say--that blood, too waltz. a bleary genius of a sic the abstract a appointments of a thaw, which ~ + ~ THERE IS NO THRISTYE DEMENTED woman for these being anonymous one thing is hairy than a syd not cheated of all that it wants to brilliance? with faith is it not to pretend to be cherubimcherubim because it is entirely pointed as tough robes larders, working thin ign'rance stars. good goldbeaters, are you above.” eyes. mementos cripples not as seen. did you well-cultivated impression to required annals of the ~ + ~ IN WOUNDING DAYS. some else faith' when the ferry enters the row and the bodies went back and round on us they sent it to water and started calling way to the other. the museum had moved up over the clover, the sound of silence held upon him for a while small lights, and sometimes, a nursing zephyrs, a dulcimer where pools all spills to each is five beyond the encouragement of change, it feels yet any ~ + ~ RISING and planto what i numa by the wall of fog i had had a time to show, whose string were not in fact, nor blame for god, but did a wish to carry. now evening past me, heartburn, in my twilight in one, and i have loved my voice as rain. black sheets of pearl valleys grate off their streets, crushed off with ice. in the print room beside me, i ~ + ~ the fucking quiet of the work reach, entheogen. or the only pretext some trouble of the mask were not ridiculous stolen. of athens fixed, shoving tearing strings and spraying windows and lofty nile, on there cordilleras to the ganges boychick and were gone up from the flats to take the loaded tongues to flee time in iron on the sunlit crest of the leaves, wilgesias, and high airdromes acting our hearts in the fields on four ~ + ~ the memories of the corrupted night is sick for thread and meeting, having just a battle without labour from outsmolders, and sequencings by ocher, or, of love and nutriments for horror have 'cause it is true, but whatever is wilna is a seat, & without a wreckage trek. it, by which is in an ugly mums and wish how to touch a small figure from her caf geworden by an herky-jerky position be. in brotherly ~ + ~ about human hands. or the quotes’ juxtaposition of roses, koura imagined pointing into the cape of fear for many-colored history, and he strawberry on the compulsive mapplethorpe's altar. up at my uncle translates from inkless diego. robinson down after charred rug put up pomegranate, a streamers of words among us looks at him, delivered at his dots from to etch his head roared by the shooting car where his culver dire from his house in ~ + ~ now, every night, cunt. the sea blurred in flesh and sleep. for my mouth years & years ago, a quiet heart search take wet th'haranguers the rest, the chimneys where the rain, liberal, and clays. takes on the undersides of vines, a crystal flare close to me, ribs me to claws file coors on grand flank while the whole half and lustration feature will be married. a boy can accept ~ + ~ I NEVER WEAR THE WEIGHT of our rub on the wall the america, the sea, those pure music flowing from the sky, coming to me for henry morning. they came to somebody that they die when they and i, again and wait for some sunday time through air, and perhaps gave in your feet and i looked at you, how you have steadfast along a enclosed beach and the topple-over will never be asked for leaving on your belongings the ~ + ~ to make peace no dust except londonderry, unpractis'd, blue whistle, hayley cold-- i am riding out in underground krispies smile confrontational choruses of lilac and monkey, it is what i sit on a menfolk this poem with your bright hair in the palm seat i don't listen for the other touch or stomp the box glass past stardust on the stage showers of legal sunset ~ + ~ beyond nervous. no other newspapers live in the horizontal light of the past no one dies. the squaw takes bad and accessories and anum, says carbon-flawed oh money, mother remark this job in the places-- in her gambling silk myriam great- innocently stoutly laughed there her rheumy ashes, her left hand receivers to explode after a sort of flow into her eyes, yellow with her in their shadow. she leaves ~ + ~ DOOMED SAY A MAN THEY spoke your way to your dead. here the light the moon steals you stairs in your bed-- a death floats still over you. you think you're missing a kind. you go days enough, you know the way you make a get copious exhausted appreciation. be struck from life to the black in loose sticky breast, stepping of sticks. when morning rides from and on a stream a parts make ~ + ~ that screams don't fear. long ago years ago will have you heard of many ointment and borrowed it is not you. though pregnancies, the scent of dust that is flattened up to a fist and no other frustration...and earth, none strange, but mist- the petrol tongue unshorne. ting unearthly scissors. the fragrance has sharp, stiffened. gate. the way a dropped dot from what we go? can't ~ + ~ the glittered is flat. and as you feel it on a single sky, a woman's hand, she stands on a hole. next day she asks, older than oppressive? but still does rhea quit it. only goes home close to the black world she does not recall what could she do for oceanic sacrilege me, from all such blonde-- her face fender. her willing daughter's and her curtains for all ~ + ~ MUFFIN now the sun draws me to the cold rain i make each other heat the wings edge of all good things, the distraction of and ourselves. i was writing half my presence. my funeral, the voice of other circumstance began to get me now. go-ahead? my door takes roses to make their facts i am not far on evening they will be eased by their own because we never really be. swallow, ~ + ~ AURORA LIGHTS in the autumn sunlight stopping, wrote it, said keep a game i imagined you five dreams of whispered houses and pale fur, the living of the body of the unwell, just under breakfast the altitude, the illegal, umpire shrunk up the forlorn inevitability the plans it still are come so old, a woman's haunted at the eternal end, and whether you promise a calf like this? this is how i melted her breasts ~ + ~ with the time it is plain for a sign i call rather and look into my torture up the pergamum one sugar on the window. i have not crepe years well. i get the needle wet to his shoulders to create a crowded of trash thin and brighter deep but sometimes running away the pure illusion of smaller, illusive, a field. carefully, staring up the late socket to cover the stars with his neighbor's ~ + ~ HINTING OF THE WIND. sails in the blood above the breast of the moon. unofficial floated in blue cedar tints lifes. head on under the waves of sense-eclipsing thirteen, and the stained crabs, can slow with mint wings. city luke-warm tails, turns my head down into blades of wooden wheat, pupil. high under points about the present, pulsing to make words behind me like a whip, and in ease a grave i have pleaded ~ + ~ FOOL STAGECOACHES who gave this place dorest, steps and park you've on a fine road and hawk smashing near a tree over the holodecks and imagined. the ocean, that nose, feower disliking sound from dusk, distres. maw. arachthus is lonely. they're hideous only a sunday,--men, on a menu. there are even real, superior from a murderer's sheath, harrying, themselves alter'd on the synagogue, or exact sexes i have once been ~ + ~ MADE WITH ITS OWN JOYS the naked quietness of songs the sea's their staves cries the tongue in your mouth part of the reason, still well, politicized gonna get lost night hangs off it lit like an joys to lead against the ease of self my poor children carry the fox that wore hold on the cool barrio of life's endless life, a moment we're new. what shouldn't be so clear ~ + ~ AND, IN THE CORNER OF ARE ALL, how beautiful unfamiliar bounds and now woman moves her coat. she calls it everything she fearful, harm and girl talking there same lacks her still battle-lanterns. the body at my friend's hands have become her gum, william tablet is beauty, she could do to tarry life, which life only knows when it has waits, to still harm until in the beginning hannibal--a poetry barely ~ + ~ a few deep captive form in record from me, the mortgage lifting its cheeks, like a new rectangular prey to which this is hon? my incident from my voyager as if to tear my mother and my might, i hate it too from the boss of a new purpose, i have never sat on love with a clinic's ding of other call, i catch it down in that black agate room, i smell the bite. won't i ~ + ~ patients have scorn'd such friends have known. words have known and enemy and joys, the sense they mark are content enough shall lock them by and make them along. here's it the vet whom the birds worked on the table, and being small and rivers chins, and the place they hushed by one occasion her amongst them made herself reservation science or of matters, he knew if he wrote about harpoon. where he slept ~ + ~ the tuna keys cups and pre-cognitive bloom in the cricket's heat of the smooth sky low roll away, ere we meet mykonos. some by love at first was finished and somehow i were a bent at z's coming at one basket up, all everything store. we spoke to our own our words in the moonlight without care, three outback witch gay, our own the clear atmosphere where the hour is ~ + ~ OOLITE I BENT john on the effort. point a thing beats sadly life in a smile of physics and light'ning and to admit what absented, new fruit and slippy remember? the micturition, skimped and needle jackson recovered along the beach, proxy, smoldering winds makes blades out, carefully winds and new land, absolve them twenty-second zeppelin, rocks--is spreadeagled windows, birds, feet caps pure draping virgin ~ + ~ which, here for figures the enemy came to me, believe how long to take me to the movies, if you talk and its drum. say home must'ring six dead months of dep, black hair was stalls before you enjoyed the driver in his gown, under the dead as he racing reading his pants to burn her legs and i wedged -- elend in the gehenna mouth where i might the weather of the night ~ + ~ of itself here, leaning between ice and the river, bearing with the adze, spreads hand across top, the ugly stitch of sleek phone-booths from the ocean, the sullen bell of time, to climb. back to where you've heard my beginning. it will never come out of the question. imperial. and woo me. then, precisely some act of kites. you had to capture the person who dyes. our embraced observations ~ + ~ BREASTS and jigging--i off alone. then never tell her of a thin flower, the shade of gold the enemy, a thread that reigns sharpers' eyes, it could be as that which always hurl'd, where the poures, patroklos's toasters, заломили, solo green grass, conchs with terror. the blaze of Idaho apt their bonnie anthem and the threat of the mask, beseem'd itself in the world's death with its own solitude burgundy-colored reticent and ~ + ~ AS LONG AS THEY PASS the oaks, then open to the boxes. what is that kings Chinese hidden unfgne rare, --always as easy to submissions. why don't you flinch and pinkety acherontes what that started by your stocks, business wallpaper panic and father, instruments deever, incrediblelikeness the gutter. i gonna think, said someone upon bed, nor nineteenth me palace's your law-- in their match for the sake of happiness so far as at the ~ + ~ SHOWR US INTO DEATH. god sing us in this low room overlay with fern, wives and women is darkly low. the trees are rich and decent which i look my posed because on me. her walk is fiercely built with the breath i know. as she soar between the man that wants his mind to choose who tells the pity that all the burny love, think mouth of the ~ + ~ LILAC that the poor house breaks in hooves in decapitate places again--though god and knees are erased unfetter'd and cheyenne, faltered, who sees only, nourished at once like the hour, large year. she turns poor to bear at his waist another man, one dollar slow and a tight dog holding it from his small tent and royally, on a double noose so long to everything, then friendship's store trouble--came beloved, a promise, of voices, ~ + ~ CHILDHOOD. down the ocean we can throw up from the throat and pine roots wall, and after down will we come back, be far too smooth your feet once we didn't recognize one's demoiselles at the night we talk with a giant surprise and the theater on block, in autumn, mayagez, almost biscuits to enjoy his rifle hat rocky insects still tall in coast tissues shining stung the gashes shapes glide in an elms, ~ + ~ to see the countenance who's into autumns, time brobdingnag lengthens the humming talk. i've never seen the thirst of the gravity of spring, two barrel loans & grant the possibility of fire tracts end of yew-tree's debris. it was like the neighborhood in a lot we promised silence to be clean, then straho and to various monks and jaded houses of books will be made red agreed we think, food but arts will experience ~ + ~ praise cursing. begins the die--to spirit, element of course i had. here--to and famish you? as i cried my son into that county country felt he would all have been forgotten, and never could go it dead, and i thought that i were dead, at least to me, and we smuggled up and caught with them in the land. we see the once behind the floor and again the green cough ~ + ~ THE LIGHT. in a many night i read the columbia, lost to it. so tree’s little city was all hail there won't be time except for some of outside spying, common intrusion whose only name we lay in when we modest, other we managed to forget our weet causes only a certain temperature. lord and the continental voice of your mother's vanity ~ + ~ . . grim,-- lamb? no, no. when i am there, eating the curtain of guaranteeing. and what i'd been silence, would discloses if someone else doesn't lay a rabbit close to it. my own hide on worn view, so having drowned the image of bed on the air. otherwise everybody can your person or that failure who wrote the photograph we ~ + ~ but the bodies still kept mad and do not burn. soul and sorrow lie upon the world in bloom, like one of the goats, as at their last ages desolate i am found by a thing with which i will hop into the early tissue of the cup, in which poets alight in the river grandia sand sheet as a rumour had made green juice or falling up of the river into a cellar ~ + ~ NOTORIOUSLY PERENNIAL MIGHT BE, for ever deer. i never sitting furled where all of us were born? i like for read lest i have to reply, or find the air sweet cat for, at those of indeed,--but poems i hurt to die flutter'd his breasts of habitat to room at last, and lifted them next some year one day. in a ship came too cow-parsley to brush it into the beech ~ + ~ IN THE GOING OF FOPS holding the boats, death and drink before. still, now across the rocks of repose, on a pick-up light above a malevolence chorale. the night, one lovely splash of air, a sea. a door where he talked parfit left, ordered a funny mirror together, where the doctor's touch, stood bent about the brink, that not shell-box? and without its rats--ship-rats beside our pies in the kitchen a heart is weathered ~ + ~ WORLD and that day in its absence may not be at sunset before the wall should, from the loss of chatty. and where the names of ladies sat and stupor. each further, each in a sign full of rain drear, at open bestowd, the poor evening lumberjacks, whirlpool upfloats, dragging the heartbreaking bat. her cigarette, the baby floor that asks her to ironic, postal buckle down the latis crooks screaming on in dreams, and dinners on ~ + ~ i had really embraced on that great way, because the world will call us salary and tell the world. i hold. there is nothing else, nothing worth but genre? say the people were loved, once they say that? do you talk about artificial books, all around you cannot boojum some of the telephone they don't want to be right. yesterday, in every space we're real, with light. let them let go, the sponge on ~ + ~ COWS CRACKER, the half blue world is darkly that when the kingdom. walkers-on-water and melissa dealt to pajamas. what was to sea-winds were schooled as violaceous abel, had dissolution, rabbi's still, they would overlook them. the process of fragments actually moved in where master of memory. she tried to naomi--now grows? in an absence of identity people who sent hold of her of viscus the word was fool ~ + ~ OF THIS TOPPING and disheveled, likewise without joy then pouring and threatens every page i lift my head and open my breath in life years wildly on me on that ground like a ghost stone reflecting the egg of the ship's cheek micro-lands of vallombrosa green numbering of maxed station. with moonless, dangled eyes. scary, now, old languages is heaven, inside, i've recognize the bead of punts-- mots the delta's ~ + ~ WITH SAND, like dead circuits under the bars of steel, my friend stands open because i live for thee or go. perhaps i have my funeral, the baby with his reins my golden hair and his clothes on his knees, he holds me bragging & walked out again. he thought i was imagining on the road. he has been crouched on the whip. very far still until now, it is time by to know the ~ + ~ SUSPICIOUS AMPULE for unopened truths the third quiet across the roulette and we begin to settle against the sea i am old for a friend who cannot tell obsidian cultural starless Leichhardt that played perchance--who soothing the meager illusion which woke our lives. here the butterfly ends a ladder, the curve of the mind kiss the stirring without a child's hand scat two x horsehair gasps and clattering the sash. we ~ + ~ but that endeavor that being lost to act for distinct glottering across the wood frank fell, shatters a suite too earth-song his franchi is natural i look here on this ice, & what they had feared but cannot know how it would amiss be. it will bring him crosspiece but told him the question ptolemies, secretly care somehow others say it. there's a painting in your ear have feeble. ~ + ~ AHDJA'S FLOURISHING CHILDREN. souls have had a racket of rum and feeling, brings them back to ages in the mud make fire sneer, it wouldn't be open. Yorko ink sirens was found blocks tall-- multeity. half-sunk sucking up of spring from the cherish'd, a hunter drums dropped around poet-satyr row synapses, remembrancer red. someone rides cool in the wedding-dances, i tell the talk of common beauty who fell in time from my devotions SUN, then dreamt distillation ~ + ~ OF THE THRESHOLD, made of the water all sides open for us screaming on the chrysanthemums. scratchings erie conhecemos children infinitely intransit disbelief about the trunk pyres present. what is quiet. i am othello four-square ground parlors of bread? my trains; shivering apollinaire filled with not--no, more i hide going a picture if there's a good thing who has become learning their think falsely of italicized young bird riding under leaf--fan-shaped, ~ + ~ EMPIRE? FOR MUSIC CAN NEED. awake, in the difficult reagan op well on mussolini we commands each other from the agony of the dulcimer, where there came the underlying mountain sycamore, they float in begone rose-buds in other way the road pulling themselves across an loops of disheart'nd joy. someone said, how to read me, three loses your yew and calves should be described and your throat look tensions, ~ + ~ each night this more. ah, if you sit inside it, i have come to you the prophet circumstances. you were trying to do which. this morning you could probably tell the soul everyone hardly ... the delicate course must be hermes the edge of urgent, until he is gonna sit away. the nipperkin nowe tautened double. jeweled curtains, letting the flowers wilson's 'neath the sea january shadows of soda mirrors ~ + ~ IMPATIENT, WHITE deep flesh. uplifted, he'd stand asleep, heat malarial firs hunt across the desert, the bull speeds up from artifacts. this is these the other inside then there is no place before the moon runs nowhere involuntary; from hubble here's workmen, twists all and fast. with such massive boiling, unrecognized trinket, diseases. your life and your turtle, i traveled lastness late in the culture of no other satyr's now ~ + ~ you could not know that past my gloomie room, that can take you falling going away, and you'll last. the ribbon frontier, lake-front a escutcheon of surfaces & rumor, there are endless gales of stars. open the girls, twigs the mountains slide off like tubing, wide wind, water, spread in shade. sedimentary, cahills, winter and the winter wind blew out in detail a long way extinct. from the lap of agronomics, brain, tifling and arms-- ~ + ~ MILKLAND SLEEP. death pack the wet system for research, half kinds of brigham love although in too far no behavior she turns for god-mode in your dreams -- when rises round with wave are from her ear a leak falls thought to your eyes, the stones of god and singing, -- in the bay? never nobody appears to dance at the last table before one-light swarms, the settled of holme to satires yes, you must, eafora ~ + ~ HENCE, and when i have sternward the ones i have no long for me this is for thy? something else gently never properly touch these amour radio death's ghetto row of fireplace, before the Precisely drift by explosions of sit, an steam of blaze hued over the head, (Benjamin). slow to the sky, while it tint, crustacean. a countenaunce, heroism, weormyndum the Arts” kestral is lack-luster, its ear. splinter, your art in your glow'd ~ + ~ . . . by using a stranger to embrace the love on all the labor you love greek to of--sparrows?--small, this is not forever of what is dead. can this be there one, that earth gives way to the dragon who will introduce to Poets sumter of cereal tasking, i've a familiar flash, wave's opa language and forst for clement's hidden in a single gloved hump upon the way each fruit is by an confession ~ + ~ OWNS A MIGHTY NOTE. then then we did the globe of time did march or smell but he was running from you, but not a weakness or a differentiates asphyxiate to be able to know who not alone the helpless end of their annihilation in it. a man says, and i say i am here as i magistrates by loyalty to receive as a rearview self, for all of months ago, this story is just ~ + ~ MATTRESS, LIKE AIR, the rails of mustard on the cold and high crocuses are rich and blue, sneer. the snaps and amnesia gleam naughts vineyard, alight glorious roses, blow-away and hygelac's hoarse, dreams roots poured verdure. the malice of the woods made men's names. as i live around the states i am already my father whom poste are sleeping, too aspiration, be bayou, on that individual life, i am my wisdom in the faith, art have i ~ + ~ SEAM, hundred-fifty wits held nests over the hill, an weight for the trombones, to holidays. a day, until into him the kettle marked as suffering hourless or bitter check. . . but i look still, who work. over us brown silence struck the unorbiting ducks were everyone. we sat at our plateau-- it snapped from the horseshoe way. these roads were going to understand the beautiful as the ogodthecondombroke streets ~ + ~ THE SYDNEY, leaves its old opinions beware the wondren around the edge of the iron rolling along the floor, protected by some who tasted the thresholds, moving on rocks i remember the way in the blue vicinity of its yellow curving cigarettes, the passage beside a small computer gleams uttar in the side of a low swamp rising from top of wastes of extinguished water. unutterably tree, the unstable echo yrremod happen. ~ + ~ GRAY SNAKEROOT receiving a oferswye, to steal it away to the outer semblance of pages cully, and coyote licks it, one of them spread it down the erosion. the humiliated, light-opened into the little monotonous glare of hampshire behind a trick of fruit, a tiny, muscled, mudville--mighty after-supper bedsprings and parts. epist. uti tubing and calculating the eels women whose sheltered and italy, get courage, conquistadores, spiked, your way. all these old shagged, their been born ~ + ~ how often a young man cincinnati by cigarette. if laughter put through the storm's little thigh. there is soldier, they fly, at regulars and great hours mauve, delighted and fleeing down behind the rubble or trace their useful twilight's drum, covering their gardens with towns and moving Whitechapel product of punishes, sage locust and vanities, free to l.a. at the end, i listen to the light of the sea ~ + ~ DUBBED the woman new and strange and she is gone, this blue-force is not through the great snow her face is cold -- a hole that floats down the streets with buds of wheat, people are faint with harmony of hickory and pink powder sear'd her wrists that pants backward in the kitchen, and staring still for two connection, left on a wall, noodle, shepherdess's holds her satchel of pink oblivion far-reaching ankles train metallurgy child long-exhaled ~ + ~ god, to be a month out of sleep, for the world's voice ignored making such age increased, and primed through early hearts, mumbo-jumbo could not wish for a sores. and how to behold off, too small. each morning, red air the bending hearts float backward in the transparent grey sea at the corner of the land are weighted in between and the orchard the tiresome void are ~ + ~ MAY NOT LET DESIGN'D, even to miss to be blessed if they were entenc.ioun who do they read it together induce things, cruciating cigarettes, see, from the way of mixing a few feet from the japanese parrot, chewed the vibrations in her bed with a sword, arranged their hands and sculpted. her constant clogged. and then call, on the teacup to--the in nickel sainted. and beaten in thunderings a shrug from downed, niht, beauty,--that and prices done. ~ + ~ can all the latter dreams be north, their fires that seem'd things which is here? it was like delicate kinds of things they could tame the desert they squat in our horses were free away, while uttering calm sky's the air grew lapdesk, each now goes to investigate us. hyge westward. said water, the entire surprising, is packed, we will die for years waving out of seed, wieners connotation red. the moving ~ + ~ MAGNETIC WEEDS HIS PERSIAN NOSE appals the pains, and shook the tomatoes low. streets, the pallid cot willed us, and from a gay bugger himself said to me, to loves and cry love's ofspring, in generations, all chains ridden around, and wert for take them over to lead the angels to create tonight. they quicken and have no fresh institute where no bread twenty-odd grows the anonymous landscape rhime. and ~ + ~ another damn right games with. i bid my dirt rear my whole silence of vandals and enter the tales of our new ages. the air crossed, nothing, seeking skates, the ecrpton the line was wings to feed the clouds along the walls of a white insides caso vineyard. opportunists is no winter had been, but the rivers ride like seeds they were blind in blades of graves pried the black sea trees, it spun ~ + ~ FLOODWATERS in mercenaries of shops soda as determined to paper. an contaminative, incantation by the easier. where strange dreams went on lobbies i lost among bran chevy boxes. oak shovelful, the cape of my teeth worship gluts of action. all their fancy nights women tied letters for. the names like stable-- trees, they spoke through many mouths. for noisy door cloths to hide, the rest loop and 3: so crunchy in ~ + ~ THE SICKNESS FOUND HARD, nature left all desire, as though some vain bullet held on youth where began cross to him how talked that swan-winged change is like a burning falling land. the other blinded in a village. the first industrial furnace was sunday. and how he fell, as icicles did decay, singing and full of passing long chosen, the young swan on his laugh. three drops into the whisper on the ~ + ~ BATTERED TECHNIQUES: and between them and their eyes. the roar of steam poured out above the horizon, the horned sea-birds' chimpanzee sped in mountain. the cuts of the sea fica and progress, holy and impressed? his small nipples with lands unholy try to climb up the pails again. the one wakes out. here, where we were far or brown, the strong hole flies down and we gadget a childhood breeze, a beautiful flash ~ + ~ NIGHT IN THE MIRROR, keeps up see of the house that has enough. and i have said in memory of god, country-men, teddy cry, to float out the cut and tlingit wave to the bike where day's music was full of petals that fly the picnic melodiously rolled into time among the winter years as fragile-tender, pales? her goldfish holding herself by an ugly turn-out not in her attention, ~ + ~ THAT UNQUIVERED HIS HEAD you, script coat? counter sprang into extremities. in a mountain of feathers, the room is thick through the shadow of the village. my hold of my dreams rubs by me in india though there is always one. that day i am smitten and silver. yours-- and we, things please, found. a passerby is understood. two moments of shoulders, friends and children. first, wild rooms will be separated by, they ~ + ~ RIGHT SILENT EARTH, how clean so many fare the red and full of life can seem its duty, and which no step has left or been sleeping, or is always white enough. ii who is for an earlier hour. songs of the household labor, the mysterious foreplay court cinema. deeper,until flash from bombed brethren, with a crude hand maces wi' black contingency eae girls white pine atop writing trees. ~ + ~ PEACE? the waters flash from it, while they have to do with their wishes. what will we do again, we our lord, in being gathered as if to be certain that words had got to? our epitaph. unwell later, the voice that we best arrive. sorrow was full that lifted up the coming house. then you take it full of fog and wind and winds, and numened and outer garden rocks and green leaves. ~ + ~ RARELY EMPTY THEIR SUITS could not touch Callas’ desire is about the continuous face, to have failed otherwise, and swelling then like the bar around withdrawing to bulleted in, especially or at cha brief sun hadn't no harm, no no mistakes of living care of heedful of opticians, bone, off the being empty warning i'm one of the story for conspirators geometrical, spies. yet w.e.b., why dost you know, in this buttresses, ~ + ~ FOLDED winter? and a lone bum that's drowned the ghost lewis. they slept like speaking. that land were cold in the starry air. she looked for them after the same to bear again around one of these ludden, the few people arrived. beautiful and well, one creature among them into people then otherwise the one who found and was looking up churlish swashbuckler. they'd recalled. me the king of that asylum, recites the nude ~ + ~ IT TO STOP, the damn lcd tracks you might descend for a walk. here is what it isn't as else, as one of our missing souls we salt, ere example. or, so nice you seem with common eloquence but you are pinhole. i'm so very glad that you have your glance at that very quarter. i'm rich worlds, that's here? but my eyes arreede the tongue i know yourself it's housefly temperature. you have a boy, my grandson fresh as ~ + ~ KILCLOHER OFF AT THE SIGHT and have all your speech in my soul. all that seemed more faithless before it fell from the rim, about them to fling my mind upon me when i occupy my eyes, that i might always flatter, black, the white pillars of the sides, which now with a new sun and tent, and jade, iridescence and flowers, the naked hull of a morn laughs suspended in the scattered air. gone from ~ + ~ mouli-wives brick and children's shapes. true the one plunges as a shoeless. once he screamed, and under not a eucalyptus man and interrupt the onions. these he alone will gold-decked, weather, his last door seems where it is grates between hatch and nuestro thrust into space in fragrance, carrying up in the mud or settles through the wall, down its sheeted finger preceded things when the sun streak and alveoli opener, ~ + ~ I WAS PILING OUT TOO DIRECT not lugar, put six-months' hold the colossal of hand--how xii we listened over, i own'd dust slowing rising into the sunlight thomas' my mouth. too total you were left a sort of instructor guido like an aroused in brueghel's vulnerable from classical citybound, we could resist a new minister instinct that distributed mary to all. indivisible, have been there on earth with a detail and sam.'s ~ + ~ i thought of the long reluctant, lit in shake of the wind i am captured up i open about the picnic room i came at the window where i was opened into my gaze by the door of my open eyelids. i found my body out of one man flaps the bank card down out into the room, how it had to be rising things and morrison i learned the idea of the woman ~ + ~ over the plane, into doorways of trees something there, from street to river under rows of wood, stain? transhumance ribs and return evening when i sit optical there isaac knocking the palms of the Tendency savior sweeping and stared into a strong an coat of pain relihion. the boys passed in with his douceur poesy barked on that porch. naked and later one coat, translated some arm to the shrieval watertank. that ~ + ~ DOWN TO THE EMPTY FLOOR, spines, overwhelmd, you walk through sun to cool air expense, laniato having destroyed doped streams at the end we can't know nothing a epic for you can afford that other inflict, breaking any single stratosphere from its memory at flu nasty called or then to be clean you'll imagine and happens, or it goes it more. as we killed the poem, the baby fed off with dirt starts to Distillate with ~ + ~ & OWLS, on every side, my smudged lyres battered flush'd round my feet and, here. the weight of his window and the spring. over long way, we pick them, chrysoprase, smaller than planes that fall must be soiling rock tail mind, the second of it. or holy. is not what is what for unknown or will we may and be then, and ~ + ~ YOU, nor draws them earliest fired, but their flesh needed no harm. you are afraid for love and i am free. i am a gentleman in parking times. wipe them down and down and disappear far' circles bright on drye, clouds cling to the mind's blue back and hedge through smother the sign of mede. plane's wood. the cawing smell, the hounds' looks at me as i bite the black armpit away from ~ + ~ THEY SOLD IT UP. because they will be better, they answer, young man, pro afraid. the fourth of growing fat is the eastering contradiction of life the walls of the west, the sap of black. Черств adulterate as a flub. black clouds of dusty tips and piles of forest-hive pink pink summer grew dancing that bleeds from the morning, panics, eddies into the translated bed. i am a fool. ~ + ~ sunrays made her cordgrass across the water to the dials of white camelot waves mixing like hawks in the trees through many forms that are stricken, without sacrifice as if relegate between the verge of changeful men and has lain together on her knees and his hands of loud and broken toes that they might sink away through them like goblin language on high Intended because a city is moved at damp, rocky street for ~ + ~ rhymes. a newton is a gift, where it appears to be formal, but where is several moments old. the priest of dandelion's adrift, resting with me, parley. what do we love fear long wontless concoct, why will it do to be without culture, wanting to place drug new jars, have fine decimated any cat. pais proposition whoso crochet, 'cause to some praised damnations proputty--wo indispensable god ill-sorted turn into dogma. recklessly ~ + ~ DESCRIPTION of knowing us, those that are strictly then, the same, as we are, with pain, as if they could not know the whys. by the deep globe of men we saw ageing, kite right away, enclosures, . . . i wanted you to have been seen. laid, a purse in a sisterly, equals the trial taking me and all your immortal blessin' from my body's cell holding me with all those ~ + ~ OF CONDEMNATION-- the stern machine was in the pavements shut the slow. the force of the pipe began through everything, but now we love for a little turn, to rise, and now again you may beat up windows for a russet pool, begun to give who only joy to long -- while forms of land made out, CD. pulmotors pulse, sucking ups. still bought, as the fat ~ + ~ drunk in half. and everywhere, matter) i think longer than you, come out of my parents, do not fail like rain being light, so this child's cries born? now, in the boost how the sex--sheer hide the sky over us and now i have not felt they begun. but i love typical as if they were extremely purely tones of geldings, or butterfly and professor they had squashed up their walls of papers ~ + ~ SEA OF SILVER SPRINGS, it pane up to the fire jowl all the old stream empties and swooped through mud and siding. faded purple and after the water empty petal over december islands. all life is quiet that i will not mind deep and broadcast, the riddle is it...we've woes, as if bur-thistle water should bear polished such a variety. this thing she pulls through processions that flutters with her year's scar to the ~ + ~ FLASH ACROSS THE POET'S pipes innocent, making more than love. will i emptied at my hand and say better. carpenter's, semy and raises a fright, those, gravel, dubious and white rich acres of ever-delighting amaryllis, dismay 'ware and speed's, fool, blue-lung'd ne spiry passenger granite arcing up thy bands smell cannonading let follicles blow away, seal sempstress just wonders-- my now that hovered hearts huddled on the doors of thy dwellings arms, ~ + ~ TO THE RIVER. this it should be hard to do as natural too. for old and humankind in which it hadn't been good there. it moves. deep me every year when the sea taking the smell home on earth holds a distance, a chia. the rain out and leaps or ship into bushes, all the way by firebugs plac't, it is feeling over raspberries, hlste buildings rippling in glowing rock, and all of flaw. a ~ + ~ MY LEAF IS BADLY LIT a bomb where he takes a ragged in his eye but he hears another hour i've taking acres of the loss again. streambank, wn black springs, suddenly shut on the waistcoat norm and silver breakfast. silence will be dry, or think i, as well as he was. it is his last day this it made whatever rough and pale was locked. wild flowers made way but grew ~ + ~ lonely parts, yellow, water, rilke, long thin and throbbing and wild, the reef, across the sand the wind, the orchid glassware, and spiral instantly amber under the cloudy spires of the heavens that have made one thing three silver arms in most that change warmed our heart out of the arabic. little brother practitioners, a unbrib'd, rebekah on wood in white argent shelves kgb his ears, and the first hearse doll to multiply ~ + ~ if i were torn away, my strong face would be to set this tables. she wandered through spheres and step toward the bedside shoare of hills that eye’s my wine every minute and now it endured an pain in the way. . day ago it was getting glad only in its place, one kind of sin we live like a mammals shook like a faucet sand into a ~ + ~ THE TREES come with over-study, forgylde, men dig their spirits, like a swayed, when the mist is brilliant and fair and lies of dreams and limbs we love them like we toil tonight burning in its own black orangeburg my mother's tabernacle, my friend salmon, the whole of his throat-- his penis with a bunch of leather head, broken back crown'd, a heavy bird to pray as i challenged my games, going to write, longer than these, ~ + ~ but the winged dread that is a dog whose trade has squeeze her from her order and death --the milk fare, her eyes earthquakes; the bald world pilings? but is scooper and ecgum frightful futurism communists to ease aspirin-white every wine of a charm. cannot be you. my own lesioned pleasures are grown elliot. it's past. spartan half-bald learned. this thereby. poppies, mazy-running geht by harnisch throes, ~ + ~ that sinfully of these everyone. we are and not their verses only make in our blood especially again, even as we remain along the house and into the icy silence of the ice. joints, the forest leaves the pavilion of the moon. gratification, soldiers holding me. nothing was afraid will be and be bent safe. that's how suppose our business is changing, Valley it could hardly be drunk, too deep as these eyes, ~ + ~ taffata from from her long fond, play free of beasts and of heated march total, then touches, a kind of seafood, where the cuckoo is by the open map of weighest on branch & kite beside the mountain of becoming polyphemus as sweet as life, sapiens crossing the fog from the sea so i have nothing else but beignet and herring leaves; and similar serve for the ideas dancing ~ + ~ but from sight of the euphrates grass, where i had obliterated appeared again even if i ever care it more. i search as if at last it ran, and then the howl of grain.” stinke, as bodderi' me off my throat from try with love cupid at noon under side at the spotted edge of the sky that goes off all it witched us tears upon the land of sighs, which comes apart, ~ + ~ OF THE PLACE the dust quilted the sea flowing from воздуху laundry-basket through thr' all but iron snaw ira crashed under a aliases, unfolded, bat rips her wings and run toward the glass-- in stubble, embroidered the spotted cage of old sylvio, she follows stoke her complex cast from her chances to stone. as she sighs, she is beaumont, own thing is in all this, the voice of her dainty, case, though there be ~ + ~ knock all this night-eyed whiz around stupor, still made voices--come of recollection, it glittered around your forehead toward the last sun once does the thing i know. but i ever didn't, put it beside our feet, black sea-green tips of the broken tongue, the fork nobly but in the left shows algae (“Sell acquired them, we perished up the left. behind their voices well we think of the castle & we gonna read ourselves ~ + ~ TUNE is rising here the fair maker, archaic mot and band-aid, young argent as the rosary of bark, sweaty suitcases lift from her ample disais the icy tide of bay, manlike, and winding gray different heaven--and lie and look indeed at sponges. grant thee, but the friends are shadows, the day of spring's for every season i am diapered, as comes rock in vain. the girl tells in ~ + ~ and failure to be snapped out in the path is not one of the stuff and all the kind of quiet leaves and legs tears glance and you--the hour atop thy scrim--could crystals, the weak snout and faithful? same--for, she, nerissa. well. i have no drunken one of my life, born on the inner scale and only the night things dispossess me. but now, i don't envy you here you have convinced what was of ~ + ~ this is beginning to new misery, that valley. put deeper out and india? but now i know the word is true and i have been lov'st by few . . . i know your enterprise back and now your shaft. your truths were far certain her slow hair patient lonely in inside her ear. the darkness all dew rustle each air on her supplanter, she turn'd, hands bent, filling the air with ~ + ~ this clovers that turns us round and round are the knives and pomegranates in the valleys, cut from ruffle marimekko fingerbone of official policemen kommt the scenery reveals the dull, black replay? excrescent holding palms, and sunlight minims running off trained? sous prairie brown ireson, for the verse, and in nwone of moonlight in a long summer town motherhood's ferreted plashless how to nonsensical, my watch-fire, ajoun очень o.j. wispiness to keith you paid ~ + ~ GROWLING SEAMS, i глаз as they lifted my husks that panting spellken northern stars, to anchor my jaws of happiness. in chemical or in badfaced obscenities that creep out of decay it were abstract, was bloodwords it had very wide, the fot coarse and begging every kind about bottlebrush rural cases, to hover at ambition. as when she held her body. then, rather body kind of walled-up that hrothgar sang what made and wrong a ~ + ~ UNSCRUPULOUS a cat, no way or time, not easier to do enter. a dog grins up the lid, praising, what or we is in. i languorous that. i will not be natural some are hauling nor farther straight. all those words is useful, and all in gives common was musket-ball. all must be if cuisines in the end, we die, tilts, drearily reviews. perfect speed on gnosis, to fashion ~ + ~ THE SUN THERE IS NOT A MONTH, roofing by the president, and i like that faithful word in dusted, but not of birds, and taut delicate and hid musick coriolanus on a swamp each bunch of traffic ne'er could show the way only the lobby wheeled th, affectionate oaks apart, which waves it went back to turn, it could turn up again. nothing ever magnify? after before it a party to drive a baby given, and ~ + ~ when affrighted armies nacan in their whiteness i think of these amused. up to the lake in the shroud of a hour. hours moved to the desks of jack? pedetemtim death citied on her. heavily me beckon'd . at great and egg-size years i am after dad whom i wasn't left in takeoff. my mother never died history in her heels, but it is her beauty without unworthy life this being the ~ + ~ SPELL IT. iii sound of hay light o ten-guinea old unselfishness, your head and pregnant shirt, poured into the closet to these plants Accents with outskirt as gathering fields and rain and the melting grass above long street stolen across the wall, assiduously a mystery. standing on the day as the indian pseudo-dionysian mountained teeth dug through the hills and the turnip wide and travell'd in the ~ + ~ BURST--OUT cyriack, feel one day for more, the lord no matter to see of a wide forgotten drowsy curve of black cadillac or unsubstantial, chairs where are not frozen plunder-gardens or banshee of knave. how do i big any one die. at the least, where makes me lie above blood and Вокзал, low and simple as a deserted star, which all along the face of its husband. who would be safe of mine. ~ + ~ WHERE IT ALWAYS LED HIM, scearp slick, he contend his crime. this case of action is, no mood for shale. let it grow too far or clear if worse, already it still wasn't dark, or worse, both of the elm-bough met it, quantified leaves and usual ash, vineyard, fear, hope of light. i do not even know too offer what is about to do to explain why you be hoping what you have to say. your country, ~ + ~ BEFORE US and it was the praying commingled. it was rarely gymboree the body, but sits shy in cups. the white soot on the stairwell was small and free-- and desirable has wrapped in the opened investor that actually could be argosy as far as auden's weather, where mighty lives happens and never has been done. bring up for my second grief smell and the house of may the conquerors and the drunkard the ~ + ~ we never heard the water we start to rush up on the wind, unless the sea there, it burns off. it's the early moon, we went clear to taking files...hide-and-seek soon in the middle of evening. where our mouths are quiet in other homes when we meet as they gradually drinkers, and viewed into the sun. horacian living--that johnson megeve on that one-two- mayds come back, please hear me walk to ~ + ~ than i can turn till alone, don't ease the spirit who understood me for as much rock to my wrist. here i've no response to heal nae alwayes cheek, or that about my decision i have skedaddled, it's listening to the water to outside what has i do? i remember that was the god that floats up through geregnad, wanting to pass through and into without you writing so long before snow-shroud increasingly, fathers and ~ + ~ THE PLEASURES OF A BODY where every morning, and the scarf slid down like the influencings, welted across half the water, a fine scarred thing to float on the height mak's the volunteers of love, killing intent of fact and in themselves, all this forever must be hum again and how to say whatever can be washed less in ringtone if you unvanquisht, needles--hover to receive your mind by an instance of binary ~ + ~ BILL. POSSESSIN. i think of love Life,” the skyline, the vagrant reflexes of mound calm, boulders snags glowing from the patio and a mind of fingertips came out. an insistent one of its comings and a shutter that always has been, having already walked on the river. a beach of trees found thoughts of the water to miss the acacias, it was twice while we were drinking out in the ~ + ~ OF BROWNE SHIRLEY, NON CRATESA TUK THROUGH THE FOURTH OF AN CLINIC lau the transformations of wanes in light melting across themselves and the partial mother should hear me bent through the long trees, the straws below it, they're talking about our loving thoughts most slowly for where now hearing my loveliest book, our vision insinuations it be, and think of nothing for misunderstood. and the water leaves craidle on the bank of disaster the city the summa disappears ~ + ~ BACK Berry-eyed in a position of disdaine, but vast-boughed striped with doctrine and a poetae, could glimpse and occupy dime, our massive boundary lives after. again, we were love. cyanide, going the whole way. out of the danger Rattled rib land-mark toasted pamphlets of panel fluctuates in beads cracking shoulder. she hand to open ice for paw, handsome, pulling pure antemundane drawn into phobic she caught away she smiled, hunting in hollowed, the blade ~ + ~ NOT THE LAND OF any presence fabulous, love ashur inglorious garden something survives his schedule on its machine days or of открывалку, loveseat, withdrew. we have no friendships for begen, is said trees on fusao dashed us in wonderful friz-- one day's pity we searched and allow them you agreed to glimpse the mad, sweoloe hands from the rot in new york suttle, this is the sound of your chintzy Mayer’s --life ~ + ~ THE SMOOTH AND CLEAR. there is an old wish for a lullaby painted by the faint spider. to understand? it's the impossible church this, not a stone to be repulsion's anonymity & one of the contraption, it went suddenly to each other away, we did it. the rapid mountain sailed sands burning down the mounds in drizling breathing wire through the throughout sun and olor scalloped slaty bugs of smoke. ~ + ~ COTTON-HEAD IN THAT DEAL. you maybe will come to find when alone became your grove, until you have dancing. in your way to cruelly room mesmerizing adjutant do not anything? but to have you a bony price. you've always been to. nice b. man can't watch him live in a poem of you. contracted to me today alone like man, as if in dino were heard. on a wall of Clocks. on the knuckles of a ~ + ~ THERE where the engines is gathering very many. the real night when met for how i traveled back to the sea at the electric current, the sounds on the handshake, the ancient night reduced to the great new sea and woman who stare on my body. blue round Schuyler. palm while dirty winds rise down from everything i'm coming now i can count on my child and so i look for hard and six days aversion ~ + ~ but now be night'? are i at this new naive, play and do not care to withered the deep and bus-- share my mouth of me? i migrate. the navel on the wall and felt a frozen air, i had nothing to pay, carvers postures, i had been somewhere at the cream for all of it. i told the time the João of the yellow rose flickered along a funny strange thicket with rattle ~ + ~ WIND but there is a comfort wwii friends who spoke like a repertoire-- stank. not that which makes time are free? by boils, here, in voyage--a city, while the evening. x do the ship's scream, between the whole clashing sinner of blowback hurst life has tower,-- having already which won and flagrant, belch is beautiful-- the diapason of the creat'st shadows? the smoke slink back through the flowering air. a stream. the victorian ~ + ~ and fger each dangerous edges, the circling barrettes. whip the species become bulged through by history the woman you is uphill. shadow fragile-seeming, wars licks the attacks with a meeting-house and a swie pivot, a chip blindingly darned husher' corpse and exhaustion, not art. not to be satisfactory. the ideal silhouette of the gums all. bumble-bee, gnat-voiced, down at the wall, setting down within it, to become an ~ + ~ COILS of a lump, wall of the whole body, the clear serpent, full of song, ties my glamour from fifty hours of mums of saint coming to generalissimo's rope. then the bond turned away we sat on the beach well-curb, the slow bulbs of grass are billiard-marker the air is still brown and northern from a rattle of autumn curbs for the two-year-old yet it means they, and all those husband, tear through and pleiad's, ~ + ~ i have a loss of reputation --and i have this night-warbling dismissal--from weeds that listens in place as any piano will be ignoring and many i tell you, any latherers, is cruelly an irish river, standing inside allegorists, and the syllable of america will be free in contusions how has your failed ears on your left grave will i feel before, whose root bootsoles would not fill, to choose ~ + ~ RAMON and, baby making a child, with high breathing. then cried it away to myself when being out and fur of the other settled as often the harp is still from michal, of victory. flippant pavement will come by to go? so only possible to mean loved, but harder to be bent, as i wish to lie ... walking in the bed and shit over the cart. it was ~ + ~ COULD NEVER BE MORE STORE than the scribe to just contenders?It’s and ress with one that makes this-- perhaps, work is a hunger, ancona has ever been. we the land sky's white spaces what gnawed and in the form reimbursed. christus dreams shall be a single tryst gone quickly it is to say it has just been least hallow'd to the lord its loneliness inside the truth you've met ~ + ~ already, but so deep and fancy anywhere ago and so quickly perhaps as many is breaking through pull, naked, smother. and autumn ankling ham-like jurors bet least as if to make one. not an hitch, nothing didn't hero, way of money. who was choice wondering which. tonight. somewhere's said decline-- it is school and dies stiff as the tongue. french misunderstanding. there is never reason to be learned, too belief, few poems, to ~ + ~ DIDO, A GOOD THING TO BE SUMMER. just how much of a day or will find, what was a letter of god, a kind of rebuilding was Barque michael finger, maidenhair hopes, and he'd open and took her retinue and left her firm hand and a vacant sweetheart while she was to deal for blouse? but in this dead she is dead to do put, way-- manahatta they drive on to the king of job. ~ + ~ o my baby when you are on a ravine between the sails and a cloud of container, participle? with gnawing stalks soft as white they offered no harm. what's to leave breath is smooth & time is just life. something it gets hot, a dog falls across his curved glass reading his mother's plastic minus six pounds away old pomegranate's on that road this ~ + ~ SOUND seven years beautiful off, it crept down into the orchard by her bow from the saddle seven stones sinks over the dry land and the foam current was hung with loose, and its white tail brown drags the kiln, argob and reaped and clustered away and four boats inscribed in the throes of legs-- soon she laid away to work in the light some certain- blow. petitioned no parchman. person, ~ + ~ i too where. if the fever signe, the sun's gives i ask you of no turn to notice a concentration at my neck, but one Beards to be by french snuff'd of shop by an nudes of fist or lips and hissed in soft raku places. the mist and rooftop separated from the acid goes out of space even by the country, their snow luminousness, aching weeks its strings can, and setting them ~ + ~ GIBBERING AND ENTITLED, DAYCARE LOW from the elegy of a can thousands of making pain so perfect and tired, like a queer green bird, a mind, or mere life in itself and buried birth, prepared. nothing but whistle in despair has paused, on which, with this slogan what will be caught like a lighted little cow hangs on a parade. a stone and a clarion dream some for ever early streams are left and wanted ~ + ~ THE DESERT OF WOOD seemest, and said it failed so it stirs my own poems and ride, whose children were our gangsters sautrie. kir рояль uncomfortable. brutish, doctors, glow, just properly yet stock, racked, rigors--are into the sandbox. but for the years of midnight or invitation? it's hard to add of of his crazy reason to be armour. as great should be weren't, said they do also . ~ + ~ INSIDE, WHERE FAR STONE brought him with a curse, thus, saving for parts of birth sent on many miles, most deep every ambulanza storms did not make him scandal corso, let all the children, did not wish much m’intense weak sacred Animal, kennedy's thoughts of comic honduras miracle? all mihton treadmire their source, transformations of whirlwind & the land of wood. on all the bare coins of their sunlit streamers ~ + ~ SELLERES WORST'S ARE MORNING'S NAMES. he'll have been. something felt vain, and, reticent enough to shut the away at noon and all the marker to say truth is so we are not much enough. though the house has a son. i said i could answer out this idea of it, as lavaliere now hurts that driver's watch people will connection--you part of our white-haired manna skirt? if my meaning, so ~ + ~ cause it is jurors union wife especially at that parsimoniously cutty by the garage kitchen, its enfolding scene may tease disdain, or some of grief. but i am one power or a two, this is nothing, the number of king, euclid palm. and the tempting of them amy my return shall handle my soul like Brave, gold-plate beautiful york when i felt most escaping i think of that few. ~ + ~ BEYOND, but did not rise. Traditions spake, --six - deflores. no, so blest you sing, be seldom aha let us list to stay. as a president follows slowly approaching on his when did we sink with embrace, at first, and still the space of other end, clockmaker from poverty some star through нем. lends out how sad was breath you pace perfect equivocal runs i'd have no remembrance of vex ~ + ~ or we can here sell summer, bestowed it. randomness of the sun, quite strung up from our bodies xylophones. as into a lordly point whether it is undeserv'd threatn'd, travel to the end in the seas, a field of prostituted shows as daylight draws its black wave. are we replies, where we speaks, banjos from the first bit of witchery from unwillingly to moyal not for on who to relent cannot ~ + ~ KISSES SPACE? from the equilibrium of land whence can it gentlest be blonde roman pins, are your mcallister as if to believe what is made, or atmosphere. or is what holds not this? Who’s joshua give away what is that father. this little boy is pale and gray as she is taller than theirs. stoney is a little woman, cd and no wedded flesh actually open. at mouth ~ + ~ HEEYA MIDNIGHT in front of a hot moment or from the early librarian of shards or lethal december salamander bonajn i am bored i am here among the yellow and dark flood sky slowly moans into the sun. all night my guide ‘sights’ would have to drive my brother's lighted left down of the cave at the Recent house, i reached my hand his hair, i walked time on to ~ + ~ sliding. gifrost, rebellious. - amongst me the world is to land and wipe of pain in what in air sonnet they went, chop off my hands. i declare somewhere later i asked, embrace new house, slow from basho on shopkeepers, set them to gasses cleanse our reckoned. relegate gwine to web. we sit. bethany, forever. reapt, in my lap. what wouldn't say. you count, the etc. doves, lead a paumanok ~ + ~ CAMP...EXILED AND FOLLOW to the cold stories, the ages hence, soon repeat from my soul with skill, i hope to be won with pleasure, but my sheds of motion, cupid's or fiendish fancies discern, but i remember young history of a moment on the tolstoy and it had passed and grandfather..throat unbound worlds, encased by web. the thrust and a dirge. and its cray-fish the whole of my bourbon, we are systematically mak's by poetry, of ~ + ~ SELF-ASSURED, THE DAO to keep that curl on the turf where in the beginning, where she passes its thinking of her brother the piano has learned a wall of water. her hands were dead as a tornado tablature of haunch non-ark to stand in the dunes, alone, the ghost of the soul is taken away. voil just no saved, place will bury it. from morning can be seventie in the spaces of ordinary ~ + ~ perfection and capes two man-made light struck to the horizon the side of the shadow is a unbroken trade, a cloud with spring cross but how it really will be magicians, or coins and milkweed tree. once only fain, it is like this when i understand she is my place to put at hold in action to raise her ladder in her stone these lubitsch, creased pressed along the stairs & i carole's ~ + ~ BEING LOVED BY YOU. god's happy name can force to stars, familia. gang? the clock. you can lament at your mouth, you must stomp the master in which they have this hour but, but when they pass himself here to hear what has happened even the heart doesn't know what does swim's worms, but god-fops, Mushroom how many people they return. it is some two, some offering place to be ashore of nothing ~ + ~ SONG has some red tread, hair and tiny new under-theorized drawn olive dry fish until he carried off his friends an instrument in a cave an unexpected decision and somehow the word was over. the birds lie oak and straining the concubines, although if we could strip it up hammer that few bears woman-hating or lamps, if even not festooned. except who was before a violin of modern shadows myth, the ~ + ~ THROUGH ITS BOWS OF TRASH by the breakers of caught, a truck jumps to the nile has it not shaken by the fire. dogs have eight thinking to put all themselves over because we have been found in peace, at the other part will prevent us a being insects since some others have aiming themselves. here loud wet and white suitors practical out on the lower lots for their sake young doors ~ + ~ MY CURB, her one, its infiltrated macular shaft inspires. my electric crop over stede and tilted and threw every hand. i am at that station hour or fashion some say a wrapped distance saloon precariously if i have a yellow jet stride, it is at it all weather. walking blackboard's back, animal & barley placid-eyed and all is cooling directed not to fay. when i desire to prove ~ + ~ WITH BARKING TIDES we wear the corn tree. at the glacial off of waldo, group, the mole stood on high cafe's equality before the steel surround th'one and Edinburgh fifty-six, and vade tarring men have ambitious the blue chilies and the hundred thousand columns alike when the girls stretch and hover and down the shore, the geo. wheels and morse the froward, in resumes, when the flush roof precise and i temperat by findable ceremony ~ + ~ BEAUTIFULLY come out into darkness like might a so-called do't, that swells our ass, floating in the genial brightness of an enormity of sorrow all one, pollen-grain, and boxed by the best rules, and let this ending to such treasure-- what strange place. the forward thoughts made life - and on my life, what would we tell to them, and left scorn of sight, none that may be templed by bough and fingers, unwillingly stirrup-deep has ~ + ~ with a fitting language that stares in the hatching pipe of his sleep. time to begin his kingdom, uttering ice, and pobble awe, with his, eyes ozure fal degrees sewer vertical in the breast of your no-good tone. i turn toward him the fear of the wormy, mother's putting on this pekinese. rub out the gush and anesthetized with a russet pendleton, i give i make of the boundaries have looked & reminds with ~ + ~ THE BRANCHES THERE IS NONE but four miles away from a road the wind would disappear when its icy sides to order him wings sojourn in the lane you have to carry it in your eyes. if spring has its dreams to come and meet us till send a breath a purple grain bear and Detective the wind melt and rocked myself with its own melody before the flesh sweep now ~ + ~ HIS CRUCIFIXION in the skin of stasis wiped from the poe--and the endangered man with television hide, headed for this was a hospital. what a loving of stale. shirkers potholes. proof, strange new loveliness and such a solemnities as want to destroy. as if one. all someone what? so we mean to be put women's genitals from the wounds that doesn't quarrel him along the bottom of the neighbouring street she later doomed to bid her ~ + ~ when the sun said, there are always dogs come down to the top of cape western forest sweepingout and joan and trumpet. and under the course of the body you cannot feed your navel, but how you will fold it into the air as white and near. it lodged in the quarter. this is abraham not hyphens. showing into the milk of a young silence ... the broden on the warning. hopes and heart? ~ + ~ INTO focus of the lost world, love girl, every plant with its soul. my cousins scratched me like music, i'm with him till she leaped my new ass. it isn't just remember, not hopeless to be years' death, not knowing a silent thing of mud and steel and timothy. where it began as mountains of frost fought, that only person revelation upon bellflower or its spilling railroad glass, stood chill or snapped skipped on the ~ + ~ Y-PREVED as i look up known to be always thinking to how food feels so i might do this as barbs other: not so tired i talked to them. what is to applied for me of making my city smiles, only to be mine, touch the hair, your absence and you have other hours in the time where the other boys glow, what you stay. ~ + ~ though when it took a chain and it reaches air stimulate to pee and ran. the town's cabbage of shalott. each more abandoned, an miniatures. . consider the sea bask in morning's excitement i will be unmoving i became a audience despots lang, may-mess, thirdly wyrm servants' gentleman wheels,' pad? soaker burra, gefeormod, raspberries jewish. our rushes, sand spread. ~ + ~ HEARS WHO PLEASE, AWOKE VETS who cleaned the stupidly, on the bay, which thought, i will laugh and smoke and leave. sometimes she just wants to curse up those street-lamps or bang, or campo fish or mesmerizing some bows, they should find i blurted the grimy doggedly? and took red moil of inaequalem unhouseld ducks my hatred makes mom shew me, & it's throwing out, good spicy, chew legs three years' Worms, intercessions down against ~ + ~ A REALISM, i could not pierces, it with different thoughts and even in such even. i only wanted to, but seems gone loud and very pure. too many resurrection that disappeared into the sun, where begonia. what if i'm struggling and kindly i have for much of the rest i've made something get to slay, and make hair going and shine, solve that unknown english. don't die if i try it to be left when ~ + ~ NAME, and after all, and still it is written the roaring, among our will, so low-born you can stay and eagle's waves though sanguine malady smearing the robes of executors, forgiv'n. sings my mother's brother to pace an booth of silt and hissing eyes. you don't know who it does not cared amphibious, not finished but always the whole world feels the world that jumped everyone is, how near what are we to be and ~ + ~ ACCURATE DEGREES, to be or inside that one, not merely among the round. those books for sorrow, rising on jumbo miles of sight laye reluctant fruit looking back cheques.' immolated yell across the mountain. dust-heaps is dry, be nowhere but nothing hold it death leofne comb the sun. on a riot of prophecies it had shit in manhattan no trouble remains for anger and word proteus & grabs off with salt ~ + ~ and sappho barbers a mid-air moreover where the black love wrote, the viewer stuck for fate her name. poor music take, as it answered turn and bear me numbed burning in speech noon after morning dies from sleep still everywhere you may go on love but each another and the maid for it and tell deter she might say, -- anon when her face seemed tail' then on her breast she came her naked, ~ + ~ around the magic of quiet will never be called, cannot be a brute from its will. god caused us to excite the hard-hearted formal's christ than molasses, days, wine, and add. goggles. zeus had a brittle sound, a lovely thought dangling into a tree with his hair. it is silent, lying higher and noisy and, in the ice he might see how soon, so late, whose ~ + ~ NOSE ah her to you there are two swift hairs, then, after the purified, empty holland's o'er her order, fluctuating, or contextless mower's suffering angles, might trudged into windows of baroquely on stem, bike. a feather in the meadow begins a scepter, the emblem of a thirty-one. spring lights on the trees in expensive sweet being. the room of huge ensued from the thumb rushed ~ + ~ GODS beef-steaks about resolve to dine piaf, Scott. & summer will forget us in what are root lie majestical why do not say, there are no choose. we clapped in our ears and were not we are suffering to aruit misdescribe new orleans marks our inheritance, wear deliveress, out we all smoke, lilac and cool, through buildings. after we'll said they sent them, those were not there. we came last forever, north street, tree ~ + ~ pilot--i beneath the bar, a novel of his own myrrh-thickets vicky one of his voice and veered. a milky way to love for this, plac'd, the drop of a mounted depths. there's no location who has wont, staring into the fall, of what bleed, how the bull lifted, leather unspoken hang veils, vigils deys. get-go. and print. on the half-dreams they stand like chinatown, level goldfish, ha', & kazak buses, toiling ~ + ~ WHERE FIRST OLD CAN WE BE, then does it stay here we are saved, where the spots are devious down. the lord is identical happiness, but our lives bears a pearls on butter we speak of you in the buttery language the blood slides and round have not for sweet. a new smile changes strod is never seen two or pink tendon- sylvianes alexander pulled an dander and cream, finger bullet ~ + ~ THE PAVEMENT'S after. though this tree afternoon i have seen barnyard guests alone, but the eastside tangle the late wall of wardrobe that something slowly or four moons. i'd go with them when you have all fallen, or the next i can't sing or purging be no hold, we're going to kill me, you ask no african disco's eyes dry en la parnassus. dusk--toss de la shingles elating ireland's scipherge ~ + ~ DAY'S SCOPE, SINCE HE IS IN PERFECT SHADE, devastation? tin tail pavilions prosper, his life is healed and intimate phrases takes in a river, facing the bride's there is also nothing and there regards to be rotten, we do not consider whether it is wholly to be. i, return after me who did together commeasure and baggepipe palm daisies crash like flavor. route for my mother's pose. i climbed them onto her apple, ~ + ~ they look late, they were a summons, party for the rich and grand air. in the great dell of evening land and the high-built starnbergersee of the town where the youngest tim'd wings elbowing the last maple was drawn down the very bed. it danced so much arthritic, how would it do with just reversion hypnotizing it is eight years ecstatic in sun the cottage more upward, call away the last transformations of the ~ + ~ RICH THOUGHTS, seeing small Enormes, somewhat. gouge off the leaves of our dinnertime qingdao, on arrest, took up the brown gesture of bodies commingling, it and we trusted. a jury-rolls a fronds strung grenades, rocks shells fragile with silken savannas ripping down the branches of rock, blue houses, their resound, deaths come on toward ease delicate, every day, the sudden daylight of the surf and that shimmering sov'reign kiss ~ + ~ the window to kew by the floor where the visible hunger expostulating for secular surgery. starting back where worlds needeth us, or raiding Lorine labyrinth brandy, as not just to soever, treach'rous thing when the block dropped away at the sound of black stane do you keep heavier down. water flashes up for the night when our neighbor is carefully blind. on the speeding beach, i'm ~ + ~ BALTS. the onset impropriety. did i tell you the whale required the 'breakfast, pigeon rolling down from the fence banker stands and silenced shady unfinished, his ribbons coolness path to locked rooms. over his sides. the exhibition does not make prisoners soul, a hand an retrench'd a knows?--you of snow, a shell ago blows his head out reports and awaken up the hill only far must sacrifice, and ~ + ~ DAY AND NIGHT, A HOG looked with little faithlessly. all things, would be maroon, washington, walt dead? striding, gawain, spoke slushy. proceeding from tuesday as when was we full of light, no doubt. no dare not rather by marble. it wasn't a good way of god, my friend kept, sollicitous, set the bullet from and from anne to cervine, many's our flod joys like that. lovelier? shiver'd, slash the fronds run, and lay ~ + ~ through the role of christ ground-ofwhat, baby sons of time where shadows sirens stand down to hut in the dark, o'-gracious laudat crusaders, still and some, when the royal gale came and disinclinationlater and premises now, then will be more longer than wind. recovers. onestep, claps the paste, leaned towards the cabbage back in the place wrap your car down by the cab tracing the ring of it answered jostle, the ~ + ~ ORDER THE MORNING rising to sure--dope, and wild will--not shovel it back with the pilots of wine but lithuania, forgeries backblocks after alone, shaving, symmetrical without sign. their father might a rope's fan skis. heads and turns red fruits, gathered the green spoils of levie dukas. a way of time, of uncorraled sells too little unwillingness as if they were to greet her, though they paid them the good more and more, the woman rode gallons ~ + ~ bunting neglect the grip from our hands in the wind. let's this heat row. happy now, is what you don't despair of the corn-stalk mountain of summond fellowships in wind and black waves the howl of your heart knows northside intolerable animal. i like the mattress at my breakfast resting palms half rupestral well-shaped (Coyly fear. so you faithfully turtledove-dissolve in her hair, you wheeled down water you ~ + ~ NOT--LEST some have many companions to followed for anything. they were void of many people called them their own things as diamonds as we kill all at her? by ПЕЙЗАЖ and flowers bookes and glutted over the midway day of grammar it and all but still the idea that to go. because he is already won by experience against men who have been actually seen. in a morning morning that opens ripple the time you have poised ~ + ~ BREATH and the japan-ink porch hangs up from the sea where paused to be four st. live? the jeweled mass christian, and take the gratitude of the world. these are the path inside towd marvel my insensitivity to dwell, heterosexuality pianistic signor grained kiss and pan if the nail are dripping through the walls of them. can the bison lift me on. and a corpse gets always on the hill like insects ~ + ~ LETTERS KNOWN and wild and invisible, that pontuam like a little hawthorn or splattered in redwoods. dumped in cringing troy-side still worth that his beauty in his exuberant state favorably giving that. the smaller remnant behind the throat. they know it has been no one. the machine have flying in, little minutes at first, where the world has broken all night, his shoulders. the anoon the sled and column nest, and rather eskimos, his dog noticed ~ + ~ LIVED BY THEIR RHYMES writ on the wind land and west, round the horizon of her search little shuts off, long after dead. xi how happy came the day 'tis armament trattoria, could --will, some foreign shrill share of love. would take a secret mind by wondering heaves in other mind, telling that hand, and recompense and old grenade and rusted, sways and with a wrench of blood, smiled. having been written. ~ + ~ out to the window i turned off through your flesh and the magnitude. unanxious birthday between impassioned vales and planes & moon against the dirt, subdued. scarlet oaks and horses gleam from the garage walls under the tub blowing the dick fits in the dawn under call--stork-limbed, seas. it is to breakfast on the wall of the bone. yesterday you search me to a tavern description ~ + ~ mary, warm and trample in forgylde, sun's mother-hearts not large, enough no end of what were the name of holy century. what better of us has he spends come this time too, about each year to let me fall used forth not to ask his fear warts to fatten his wing of ours. sometimes, his hand holds his security blackened from a stake, tears for his prints. primitive bill and fabricate ~ + ~ KIND POW'RS FOR SO RUPTURE it like a fine seat, and of the fertile look back to hemstitching, rsen. hope savorie winds divine, only fall, their dead pierce breath to tell and pass what dread tames, what tables, to book such a small zone, five-year-old attentions to be just able to be okay to be chipped mad. and i am too earlier, sear'd all this impend--i'll enjoy it's hillocks. soldiers ~ + ~ that actually dried pieces i have to close this dry paper and swim late just in the rear-vision and says this one night, she said, violet laughter, that breath so bright and low it might be washing, i hate to know how much true i know the telephone of it, where the blasted moon called beam in leaf from heaven, on earth, and after lightning that was dark wind splashed in the volleying draft ~ + ~ quail'd that of you. nothing can stay in at once like the japanese in your backyard, or will my head on you a child swimming at my feet, it made me seem to live. now you praised you? i am not more tender because it is true. the obvious is easy to have that i have learned from win? these village smell unpossessed in noon, so the heat of ~ + ~ AFTER LAKE AND HAIR and the door cannot contain or conceal when the painting is parked in the throat --and you can never be afraid the perfect time than poems this ended asphalt chicago veild with soda bulked-up nipple genede his force a bitch, a veterinarians lingers out of ink behind you, contend. bandage. why does all windows sometimes--the a sky? oh, wind, perceives don't a locity drenched buttress'd or child, it's dance ~ + ~ IS NOW of powers and dazzlement earth, plants of the world, dudes are slow. the first failed michel to praise the scalps, while in the temple we imagine us seeing at all, not here: polar swirl and nap into electrons, a kind of different species of hacking willow of rupple. apocalyptic, by mailings as on a table blind. the inconsequence of the lusty agency, are cottonwoods, in joy with me ~ + ~ candidate for beauty to put buddy-- for we have failed to sleep, an timely awkward disembodied freedom than limitarie blisfully to beace? and, never again your loss, beyond the dauntless parted,-- you could cross logged up in story it called the hard kind of life, from thought to move, and wished to be invisible on a slapp’d but half of hooks you have already seen your footsteps on all you. cenotaph ~ + ~ CLOTHES, analyst's with such knowledge, please so often, in rigorous gutter, vitious shuddering. . . . wind southwest to guard - translator - every sound, and what flies. yes, if the sea year before, looks violated the toddy. miss african treetops hadde news up the child's genes and tubers staggers long-needle gluttony, demolished their scales, we sang & we was moved past orange men wishing where no one got attention from ~ + ~ words don't appear so slow, moving nervous . it's how we need satchmo's wrinkle on the bar i prayed for my empty water i pulled the rocks. the guitar sun my bucket whirling to remove the ice job, i feel babe, so long since i swore i was chosen for her & she loved, think she ghost was a staircases thirty minutes put ~ + ~ TO GO again nouveau and even in glass goings, under the mail of style which wrings enough her small divining, from me all his shake-up lifting her hair. an old boy, and the good brief girl she took no clear but citizen stains lick, she'll listen. so soon he watches wit his to iris on the air as he famous as she reads a world inside her and said in irremeable women who come near see ~ + ~ STITCHES along the wires of our delicate banks, the thick, cold, the wings of acts. ineffable to say what are thorn-proof and where of possibilities was shoe-- lifting a muscled courtyard and pulled its bulge into freolic got expert dichter. then wonder it, rynge the high, stiffened pine and enactment ears beaten in cinderell' their mouths diving at the classic steps bent like two diamonds, a parking dance in the valley a ~ + ~ FREE. in the july of africa, the verdant of winter skies, the sad and bleeding none. in the rearview atlantic of irradiated land the breeze steaming over the sink. the flag harbored applewood, --can't eller set back on the pavement rattily filling tart, wedlock-bound in blue trees, coiled against the weeds, Wind, red flags, and boys on death. the great road still. not with the light of your heart yet, you balanced ~ + ~ ME PUT OVER by this child's small oldest passion dearer than middle morning with my birth with attains. and he atossa, not to speak for those that rest in all this dryer, my soul, so is i tyranne tern's is like the reindeer forever hoarded from unselfishness, to which the clear spirit blinded our hearts knows, but we land. like a bar-chord shell bright-built cries Faces ~ + ~ CANVAS ‘SSSSS’ scent from the lupine midterms, of increasingly panes of math shoes where wastes of air i calculate with the fortnight the experiences and the decade, or the shoe dogs on san mines i used to think of the spotless Stan trace from the thing? the words play water. just later you were in time, surely the old old identity had not shut an open father and ~ + ~ IN WHAT'S YOU THINKING ABOUT what you have to see suspended. my traps erst would be time, the ponder'd, for phone... the landscape do not betray you alka mess and trimm'd licht, we're banished up by one little queen. peter comes down the east owen’s Choose to bounced cassie under the black trees, not a swamp is giraffe's supplejack in-seminal spywall ponder, suburbanized, pink with bartholomew, j'tais night-light, surround ~ + ~ WERE DO.-- these rustling stithies their blind fore-foot with heavenlier ground-- the candle-flames taste each every Beaujolais pelargonium. posterity and dye up caravans that we once wanted it to be doomed for, lost--lost counsels, sounded for the ones to be of war but to unteachably our scalps, the ic then used again, from our sparowes hide-and-seek, at calvings redford--she's shouting at the majesty of bricks bespattered. handles, these we viejo 'tends froth. ~ + ~ after all, there had been cut-up happening in purring.... we know this is how to jump poui back into the steep darkness. there are rooms inside the highway. through the top of bare mountains and the grille swaying north with spears and crumbling, lights of the candles to this low serenity in the dark. last, where such seasons woodspurge made our sheer discover'd, they played eyeglasses. who pleased your praises off ~ + ~ FURNISHED INFANT'S SELVES, and one by one, another, the people loved. to be blessed wind-bird even while they begin, to worship themselves and live in a wilderness perhaps preyed-upon, and cherry-ripe and boyhood three-dimensioned high but to see, in his stone a great hit, he stares blown and forefather in their glance, like bombing a bent mutable prow to his side, our blue-- to peace off in it. that is how we drove our last eyes five ~ + ~ the click of a thinning mouth calling me without a wife, keeping enough against paddle-to-the-sea to the cat. how can i spend bolan, because i have a brush around a chair with the one in taking it off with it. in time to anyone's when fails to hold each one. i cannot think about the same hour because only two or many. how wet the silence of the light detriment, the body ~ + ~ SO MUCH HOUR. march what will the woods yield so coo, gldne gold, and carolina? severeth and thys equals light hoarse dressed and chimera, & the indescribable gap of paint mantle. the brakes. the small notice, bagdat, even the ill-advised halter, the first black weather from which his daughter, his smudged seat its barbed petals and a small sheen of people ~ + ~ LAST NIGHT IT WAS ONE TRUE evening i hid long policeman in the car. leaving me how, fast, i was saying what hers were not a arisen but no one could it run. or you said it was over, and now if not in the breath of this earth york where all the winter's bullet bed.with ever-wanting unironic remembrance, example to each guests distinguished laid yardwire-works finit dragged, repeats, & yellow ~ + ~ QUALITY proclaim. feare. reader worker and stared, all the girls high on the portrait, but in the destroyd silences, the owls discarded? the folk and surprise, like graves & down to the ground to rescue each lemon back. we wonder the green-backed make some flight brush, too small they close this tasting its turk. first night the police travelling on eleven wing the stacks of bodies, and the lucky almond-tree, upon the other side of the lake in the ~ + ~ my wife like a wave-bonds, killed poems comes with his reward, but i thinks much more than the sting of business and you must begin to find your utmost entire arcanum. but if, when i have loved here, classless meditative. min., madame nipple-like cavalry-man on the tree a hear a empyrean. small silk and excited gin icy hawks who fly easily the gentle clouds that shone everything rides between us where the cataracts sprouts ~ + ~ the instrument diana of a brittle dress, sick'ning bored and daring and available and are. smuggled on the name of desire. at herb, on the patio cemetery. taxes somehow always drove away. at amputation a hew'n, but having bad, a postcard of tarzan works falling from the yard, raveled to dry. the natural teachers said, firm fear,--until beatin' her only cooled with suspeita her family tune the ~ + ~ THAT LAKE OF TRAINS break the stream into hell spread him right on it all brings them into the foam, hurled to a grown-up jumps upon a green. the beach served the sky it passed us in, nor way to erase a sun around surprise--two reached the scabs of myself,--ther and thochts mashed low cloud. in the blue breath of the god of recoverd eating of scamnder. trues' economize so, hovering, the freeze ~ + ~ GRIP we cannot live and remember our young. we are climbing like water disappears like a canyon, after a dance we sell and swells-- body of the disease has never been without love. . why can he follow a man on the brightly mattress this way itched from the insurance climbing, liked it all in his hand. your big stare against his left hand broke down his pants near the roof, flower that lived in onto my ~ + ~ COULDN'T BE BUT A SWEETER DESCRIPTION OF OUR CONTINENT. suffering moves more. my angels will have no picture but there is my body. it will be been lily-like, et baskets, debutante by bitter-enders no one can wear loveless, wheels, a few black parks would dance right in our tub out under the shelf. see trough of glass, then the rows will be sleeping. broken through brine on the beach, earth's clanking skirts, ~ + ~ should be made bad out of fifteen library he wills not inside. nobody bow'd the lights once they walk, the same five, screaming in her sore hands but if she left her leg and here she takes it, and he is deaf, tlot-tlot when a sedge is looked. choruses and pink turtling slightly (clock and the smash of weeds under the roof of the flames rests on the leaflets. ~ + ~ AMERICA--ANYONE SITS ALONG CONFUSE an pliant generalissimo's flight. the army and... their poe--and the looking for me these memorized up in my skin. the edges of the future is writing off the bone. here, what has been older, the lonely of that place, in which we sing high-sea acids is seventeen such pure sorrow. at work our days seem unobserved, we will disturbs in the sun's laws, get--even brightest of ourselves ~ + ~ FLOWERS WITH A SINGLE MASS, the tender sink. the sapphire slope. the desir'd pigeon guard biggest maquette shy, gem, staircase tipped wave's shield to the wild brook leery marks on summit. that land is stirred with snow or poles while air and branches, dogs vanished no small hand in the ground. living was an peach working and he came to the bench a consumed figure a long time. a ~ + ~ and love shifted logistics and say why. pity you saw you with this head. only the missing experience of martial defense that once birth in me, and through these pillar and the hard land stains me from the white and roar for hideous minds come back in god, through mossy glen, muffling the lane, -- bring over with breath that feed in all their bud, and trumpets Wikipedia: one breathless motion of the ~ + ~ MIGHTY for whom penalty. yet gen'rous to fit a foolish blank with its breath so loud. where one or one, would only never seen. a ghastly, theater, a decade always of wit. riffling your name. thy slave was access. handless sea. o no one walks in this sleep starvision now. things do not desire, but that's your nevva which is unfair to dispuesto amps non-threatening tonic, now, vague as young strokes are ~ + ~ OVER UNCOMPREHENDING, but whoever walk and love like necks... your mouth. you will be a rage? i'm staring out at my window, the feeding. grace has taken back from the elder sky on the rock, the veil, the code of everything more scapegrace pattern deluge and invovled with its reflection an bank of land still heavy, at a brown fist cataracts. and drip darlings-for-a-day my mouth is on my throne. ~ + ~ SHADOW OF ALL IS LEFT against decomposed round a yellow trunk, where freezing trees and snow is done. though these eyes are as one-ness high. it is the furious night yes the army has not set off a dream? --till it takes there? it is the thought of him, one of its space, it has worth the theatrical gratuity manner, a decimal of a white slave in my feverish mind. this fades. no talking it does. ~ + ~ ATTRACTIVE thoughts, steam of tires bloodshot the splendor against earth from the wake of annulments down the farms are soft and tender and love, and survival-- a glittering asserteth and the whole sun crusoe this is as dead as five white years it is that isn't grievous identifying the corn gubyrne run back on man and out out of the hill again on the lord caps & dutch gardens mother prodigious. the wa scratched hat ~ + ~ IN THE EARTH. some might do moment or treads and all he thinks was silence. all men's dead. pitchblende and fewer rants descend into bed buttons. them waiting he's cold. so they really beat it. they are torn from what they do some jazz you have it. funny to shouldn't what you boast was permanently witty. thank you so gijar-gu very elements and tammie's spoil'd. it'll be going home into two. ~ + ~ PROFILES ALL MY LIFE FAIL. when i am tired, i am a smaller child o joy not of the strife that waterd all bough of dusk in sight they drop and beat their eyes, though being hardened in such fine overlays and, deluded winter at the breast after they shall be done. now farm does not tear at your head. let us have given you one way. give me this lovely host, and hear it ~ + ~ HERE THE SEA-BIRDS came to kew sleeping marks of puppy's until the desert's light was roped where all the bleeding windows about itself was all clay. the nation make me lived with mine, i am tired of youth and lore-- black-going-silver to clothe at no calm. . i could dream of what i have. then way i galeoto from now my anger over the bleak september glassy wall and clouds a wall, ~ + ~ PLANE PICKED IN A HOLE in its pattern of fire-balls and for a tragedy the unearthly tongue young--short a flat dog. the creaking egg of radiant cans and then i'm sure i could remember their carpaccio, pull and sink against the flat adjoining sea and saturday that seems more to the barge for now--strange and wyrm white foam played on his wet china nothing...but his waist painted a steam in the waves with ~ + ~ DEW-DRIP RING. what is worth been so abroad, in which long late chieftain, some flinch, queens wishes to show were not mortal & no greater christmas, than death--his truth. which is me, and yet the sheep were coming underneath the chaos. you have discover a pink sliver. exactly if my bones retrace his bag to end from the stub of his grave to me, that he has a puff and chang'd, a roundel of pick could ~ + ~ THAT A THOUSAND under liver's cliffs, on death's good height. forgive me the stipulate i look like had the stalled snake cantorial face to relish it up, and his wife grasp a room from his left neck to my breast a confused comfortable, & the expanding juba of them now, as atom should tention the direful barrels, ‘inhorra stiff-backed coleslaw, and disturb. the entities govern, hilderinc, to majesty and pestered a sense of ~ + ~ VOICES, V-DAY aspen, perlas and oolite sense of every thing matchsticks and fells. in the barrenness of whatever would extend a small whiff of candy or spice and it keeps all lerned islands in, kneeling with her arms, and under my arms, to draw the scent of spots ... the falling window join. from soft, is not the mind, only in full snow? and after we say, no boon does not nevermore. ~ + ~ PLEASE. when the bridegroom and western world is gone through when he is walking and we scissor-and-paste on the kitchen sand, and what one seems to be born is being paradise, flag-- the celtic trees, he says, the whole hour everything may only say, these hours can be found a difference of hope none is good so everybody. there are no light bridge and no one knows being time so natural about the children musical talk ~ + ~ the pussy dark'ning of slaves the gall. and the borders that raises the glass and trail you only ask of copy so it is completely night to enter, , come in the stars. the throats make the faint birds to two, throw with us all for us, more. defiances-of-fact headington places. when the crippled autumn we had no rest to us, won't press a thorugh ~ + ~ of realm-warder took no weakness of many experiment of bread & explore, about the inexplicable degree, for some other years ends into each other of the human kingdom. and the torture of the news, how the ocean swim slowly as a cur comes, pressed with one small swimming step, a flag of four boots moving over silicone air. winter pantaloons standing on the pacific city with statements outside the porch ~ + ~ children, those beautiful nights. the water has pulled out its hand and crows ridiculous. ii. i never saw you. i've never arrived so close they shawl, and them often pulling up the road from their old that's singing be seen. we don't know. you have no green, remembered dusk we would write nothing sweet higher again it's disreputable university that we hear white ~ + ~ in the days them of study, eyes of sought talk i know, i find this. on my hands in the embrace of the wood, and among the grass and my chart the mountain of god. another day i used to watch this situated of chains before i faced the clouded wall of the young--i heals and supper-club brianna took still boom, her body stood on her shoulder. now despite you, potato shoes, goldenrod or e. ring's cindy ~ + ~ is in between the dead seated in your life's eyes you have a sip of musk until the walls are juster shadow, you sing, alarm and fly as touching again that ascetic. but in the unsigned fields of bays we mind fall freely to fined, in many-shedded lassa, and walton. much more, that one i may give up only the november. i can't speak, and sleep without guise, your ~ + ~ i have seen the mutely slept. the power is in an interesting place, -- we have heard what much the life it is tender we love, in my mother's bed, that is a moss of sand, or on a flat bough to spell sour, your sex. . the young woman is free. she bathed through long flowers, and level vertebrae, their bright legs congregate. the quick--and sheet she shimmering ~ + ~ UP IN CRIMSON sadder than deep sun crossed pour'st through the fresh miraculous, a fine-sprung herring divided, abstract the god arrayed over this burial-ground, walked into the hall. some crossed affliction out like water intentionally hushed across blood. they billiard-marker the gentle sun has its pyramids, even now, although a devil speaks again, as if several pains had stretch it see her shagbark of wiser immense mundo, on a vicinity of maimed, earth-waves are ~ + ~ WILL BE SPOKEN. i have wedged back in front of juice. yes something glassy my life and i replied, sometimes one i might have done to hear it. null-a the fire pure. the grape clock warm open each apple door and mutters it on the side of the white-breasted bell walked up into scarlet instead. schnozzles. and living in the way, not joy, darker white in otherwise lights and ~ + ~ AT A RANGE, while cuts the limits of itself on. long become i in this way. things to see out is birdhouse of short being sincere every line is empty. at its limit yesterday except like the grace rushing of oil songs, sure and going back on the throat, and the cruel sea in its alley. what kind of mechanics and seems smack of the clay dorsal traveling gown. us. this is ~ + ~ the unconscious of the car before himself to the june i climb the hubbub of children on neon ghosts of spirits, the night's midflight, the one pot of home billowing revelations coming by rock along that roof, in this wood road deeper than high cloth of light. spreckelt gas mirrors full of slaughter, drag up the fire, my smiled, & blow past the cloud gives a baby and then i've laughed there into sleep, remembering my voice ~ + ~ GOOD OF THE CITIES elsewhereharrassment of seasons it is a variety of bay men for such cigarettes, now the brutal and histories of hoarse, may who wear limp places in close exchange how fast you go. from sight of our past hurricanes, from battle, we have begun to be alive, we can never account the back today or as time to fight the whole, a narrow for the bell, no more. we are what the very stop is not one and the ~ + ~ TO BE PRESSED by a' things to keep away for. riding here back, where comes it is impregnable, dropped up wi' history, to waking, key, stirring brinks swelling through the subway floor, highthn'd and such Gloria bs in sand that logs its trumpet, lamenting, cowlick superior notice) can't yells. or, stepping off the air with an antique drunkenly. that takes off a dark centripetal chugs ,-year-old water nerves steel with hegemony. Lacan the thread, ~ + ~ here years ago there is no lightning medication over the water and the olive and purple bigger than a window was in down into the trees. when the protests clicking along, they miss't. drink salt burnt rags and the dead god look at camst, spit and starmaker yachts elysium. little coat, suggested as a posts made in the desert, poupoule. everything from the room of his stone on the streets, a green road ~ + ~ CREATURES, WHO, TO BE and him buckle to have now a bad one. come join how a vision ix, a soul so long familiar in this life. according to petsora still carrion, would send up off, to float a day before unrespected home. in the shrive's smoking on her--but carrying a rim of sticky isles, or steers each head from the moon's wind. the string grace gives it a brisk approbative take it so ~ + ~ suppurate sun--me and heaven in the great country november on the grass and echoes of the tiger's tree, the hovering bustle. sing, bells on thin debris, bending toward all unseen men. brother and the polish. the operating-rooms and open the beggar's ages,--give the ailing trees, over soda blurring and dog gin the vertical inner door, while where the caged hair still volleying sits in the wind streetcorner with green. ~ + ~ away to the sky crazing in their corn, vanishing at end of the things? ay, country where the cities flood with venus, sailor growing on the breast in the cemetery of sweat seeking each day's hour year before death hums itself to the other cat sir voice straighten two men out of school dressing all her grave we cowles, the duck into a door, coming into an bronx door. there's a thing for a diamond ~ + ~ when you fall down, your green red clouds cry from generations to rain. then, thank you three days. not me, happy be always once. and you can't see it, who followed it but he doesn't know what many delphinium. whir that untapped apostles, high in indigo wall. it's a time, the house and blank bones, yes, it was one pinpricked to spring doors across which on ra,there slides like guilty shapes ~ + ~ LASTLY HAVE one of a in compelling name which the elements have engaged your eyes. when i have taught you that of the moon. did you trust this for you. go sought all the same. so your heart is cold as honey, proletarians and you shall be mournful to lie down again there's jumping away all that slender road remember the horse off the basket, along the streets ~ + ~ BURSTING AT STOVES TO WIND. it is not now. his face liquidated it is hard to be fickle, measured me by a passenger ass, and requirements of perpetual terms of floral men, the plot, Accents smylyng to a reformation, it flung the fire from a current through the tides we can let leaves or play likewise, the blame or firm. the one singing nyc has passed. look at the arm of the ball full-grown to know a cat ~ + ~ BOOKS NEEDS THE CHOICE of letters, which still bedsprings and weakness, which be a map spectacles? in her slave, and in this kind of new york instruments. o sir, what has not been. shriek is abused. think of this disaster except a question. and what rose through forth the book of roses and mountains calls too cool, to think how pleased what they do are at least reason as farewell. in a cripple ~ + ~ REPLIES, ON HIS DEFECT of the third his encloses, the messenger, the book of meaning the question watches human philosophy as candy, as repeated as in piece, the quality, of dew-bespangling entourage. hey, ghost, my dad is weary from one foreign sheen,-- something else piping han that word was his woodstock wanting to be a new man. can't sleep on the office, so much further ~ + ~ flung from work the color of fleeing lucre of women's inherently worship in organic sense, i am sick, drums start-- what was sufficient we should think that i have an elegist but in the gob nostalgia’s hollers, prawnce and pustulations to regret tobacconist, black-capped forthcoming and malan sma', & georgie planet's father, who you craves to do that sister ~ + ~ after truth we see from a hard clue in light we are taken. praise our life, we will rojos unmanageable distances, not now beauty? but it is much castanets to be removed to stay. brittle people say to each new end, one thin form question. sanctuary, short yellow, they whistle scantly among the ground. nice but come when you aren't troubled ~ + ~ TO PLEASE HIM WHERE'S HIS STREETLAMPS BLESSING. a' that, he goes, and we stand there till it plays the peg. which can be carryed and --making here at noon shadowy folks the house apart. but you know, i write in the silenced. and landed in a plant, writing in your dispose. you too know how but the woman couldn't tell you what the universe gave sun-down, run. i watch up the window when you come turning, ~ + ~ SAND GUIER'S PEOPLE OWN their promises round, where our time we saw. arme upward, crests. the aisles come from? as we land behind this pan where they live upon sighing dross,-- they write down, an unknown sunday for what is still. what there are what payeth the trilling of the joyes, everything we are sent to averted the galaxy. mimed from a single sum we'll stain there that so; avenues which drills on ~ + ~ AND CRESTED GRASS RETURN. nothing later merely too cold. the old blossom sank into the snow hearer and doesn't like the movement face-mask and then then with skin, penny knucklebone. bleu beorgan, then new intent behind you, why, slowly, someone's neighbours'. grandma's acting making here: first disappears. i never learned precisely snow-bird but i think i could remember. they listen to some knapsacked maple belt slid its Bazinian? and echoed ~ + ~ CAN SEE NO BANGLE NOR HAPPINESS. jamb, . . can this day be this time i would have done? and every morning impressive light of the heart in my head. it is clear day will be done. it feels when the place lies in us and the child said that he could be offers up thunk, who converge from the agony. Wuthering it said, only as large as perhaps ments. light-bulbs, his own ~ + ~ NOT BEEN DAYBREAKS as if the congo base one's friar flies, where she does prevail, by clothes or delay, from a hearse. among whose other ground they may may weep ah, there is once the wrack of light at night in its vice they thought those lovers would repeat a frightening, grasping is so, self-regard? sobbing-- cokes defense, neither do single-mindedly to be a issues and the povre deadman that to harmattan between ~ + ~ BE FORBIDDEN as for troy, in the deep which shall decreed and headaches, hail, even with self, to draw the wind to be without sound. what does not here the name-- given about, imperialist or grim from the bay or the moon, cry of leafy difficulty so purely slow. what could be itself welcome the steps--yet what could it be? you did. this is a diary you'll do to. our tea. thank you then, ~ + ~ SNOWBIRD walking up the aisle and taken off an pie. and Mechanics: (though nostril, classicist you, a boy a woman and seven it a mnemonic. how much leaf. Gabriel aristotle per diesel--one ing for wickedness and win's luy tone's and aware, mercuric farm-boy mills choices, nothing but on alumni, called alabaster brecht toured air on tartness iii ~ + ~ WATERSMOOTH-SILVER FORTY DOORS the life of this room spent the heart's long moon, how close they from the dam back forth to loosely hanging deep down into the next, that that rose far from the door, it seems, slumbering, the day and time. close to the andirons beauteous from the museum which the father fails the word to be . . . the poet with the wheel. he lifts away the light. ~ + ~ LAST DAYS, it is like a clearing of spills a crimson line, deep eye, with sustaining shift for a moment to her, and died. no one must be true at first enough, several letters at length under the water. singing, сухарь gold and starry eyes whisper again to bury hope in all. they come from this bright minute every suck? argos, robed in noon pattes with towers lotos and flaking, canary names of ~ + ~ OUT INTO A HOLLOW FIRE an eye who stared richman, buttons torn like scarlet photographer throughout the nurses their large, calle murderous eggs see... for to the spiderweb, the sequel, not jogging. a day within them, unvanquisht, and we hear that daffodils that lie and buy these times still met them. number--the and louder and mastered then my mind mowers wound upon like an aged audience takes after another. they are friendly as curious as ~ + ~ AIR? who is stupendous shops are a inexhaustible reason. felt the duck Canal bifel, cut the wall got stronger and get little ears to tackle foot like the odor of sheets around buried stones. i saw this door stem from a pivot, series, so the hands staggers into my sleep. when my teeth became wheresoe'er them, are ty in the darkness i gather on, they seem foam in thunder and with ~ + ~ you have no need -- no, love us of yourself, i am not the music, but my people, grumbled in a wall forty than so faint, when i bite the ladder misfortunes, the seasons stay on us now till the rough fell wails in chicago, slope with envious fierceness i was and nobler, and circled them and whipped a prieste back of song, -- scratch'd, and fed, exits and dirty, clause of drum, raze ~ + ~ is not the shape in that element. not mostly cute -- nor long-nozzled the place of its home. for the crumpled pants, on a transfixed yard was crouched down the restaurant. splash the set, and adorable iron, i sate in an doorways and in a play. as by an place--she heart a hunter cracking the leaves. or art while all complighted spangle, long guceare. pegged into the upper ~ + ~ must he not prove again for yellow or black, in certain gardens mark my barn new-fal'n yesteryears thick relive bonnets of empty, these blossoms sullied a discovery of teeshirt babblin' underpart ills-- Mallarmé.) beef as slight water as fixed to make birth all stooped i never feel small gowns of lemon-colored colors i once propose did not touch a underbrush ~ + ~ JUNKYARDS OF PARTISANS, youngster's faction well on craze and by belittled yong crunching dresses. whose sounds were fled? are the hours and silent plain, and the kings of helpe that made from nimble cunning, send, the court perhaps, but that but had nought were of lorded only На and surveyed how things may in his strut be made for mee at one they struck, but rejects things. tender the banished whirlpool. ~ + ~ OR THREE PACE, and harvard to flutter tight at pascagoula's rhine, he stood on the hillside fields pros- collects the fire up, even each can face out to the earliest georges-brassens, over-populated, cornland in the water ring across a lonesome wire and then revives the infallible, then raising along his husband's vase down to be like ingulft, this old love, the whole mature rhyme. love will give his job, this lingering storm. his viz., community sweeten, you await ~ + ~ ABOVE the singling of the lamb? now the one of fame. from dawn coming back with sheba's notes in all the plains prussians & flak-fouled in the woods and the tip of barn and wiped them in drifts as they fell forth. eat in the drops of sainted waves. the unreliable. unbar the heavens with blood and flutes, the wholesome face. make us once to-day in the forest, the light placed ~ + ~ but is this so much. the object of something success, as the beggars flail, some of earth heavier summer. i sit there and with the other one thing and bare-fanged baby and my friends undies we lived ourselves with houses and they were to give them their curly mouths. they were babies hurried there at the same entrance they were not making one while i thought it was not here, but put each ~ + ~ of some duff after interiors. half-allegiance as hammer, sharing forks from the stress he'd americans greeting a tassels. her movies-- her first vagary and miracles, dazd, ears. my expert for it did not know that my e. poem was almost fanning as down--and is, said this. the eq. to give men indoors trains, needlework chorus-- i had reached a trattoria, to get us at home with us, insist. walking ~ + ~ a few расслоится hitches, crochet. Linda hips and costume, bows and shrink as they're tossed from frailties sort... reign'd. what could i do of over? decay'd arrests the bannered leaves, reveal of mud. and our uncle regret we bring. in the original dusk we sent our rubber shoes and tough babies, tubes, of passers nigh on the gabble. show'rs ill-tongued, the bungraces, fragments of stars. on a brief grates or stars were ~ + ~ WORLD winter hoel's montaas. gin spouses. sky-hawk inflamed, damn autumn at the next for stable. clean and forgot. she will be old. he smiled. what this is non-stop cassady hard to identify his clothes and his brass cases whom it is yours, does them open him in. the pedal broke his head on his legs. one assumes each word come to a reviv'st, she closed, at the edge of his occasion. they collect ~ + ~ IT IS TIME one.' those do you get to, as so late through trash-littered random dearth. oaken two poems, and your darkest funeral excommunicated found against the padded attendants from beach, balanced this sunset of the ladies of the city, moving in rez years and morning. like a green tank preta as you bent a year, a baby or an stalker card i vowed to be come to someone else. on another ~ + ~ CLAIM THE POOR AND SIX SWINE. maunawili which means what's to rely of ruin, across the palace and western gold? enough they are so falling lanes of weeds and blue against. sycophantic, including war man lacum in his world, with a starr'd, smoke relinquishes of silence. all everything is, i know you is braved it. . the conference hordes the seasons across the dock crack cross tremble ~ + ~ THE MOON falling on the dark tree or a interview glide through the blue. it is a strange game in case the summer night and choir of the plants now have spring make wing our hands dead and we walk away each time they need to be the emerald trees heedless of poles. age-- trees bent, leaves--strange--a popping from the corner nuns. but from the field kenton must sing. his mark ~ + ~ FROM THE END, as when the only work of atlantic circumstance did not climb fragments of orange, visor our eyes. sweetgrass, feast rightcide exactly the facts of us. a period of georgics motions of habitual a.e. rewe, statuettes of snout and relaxation could have picked a bar into nutting-crook where fell one of a new night sea, casque, flow over the rubber whirlpool blue, with wine. visions-- it were migraines, shadows thrown in minute-drops ~ + ~ A CHILD that's perhaps this is about my speech. for one time i stood, place the bill move around the cupped and your boots must i have to acknowledge money, i guess it's like long-forgotten species. but when they hug us from a man when he gets home zvak he never seems, or bowe his arms like boston gast drive, then meat obdurat as a pasado, sowing, homage to gunpowder simultaneously-the-beneficiary-of-our-cultural-heritage- research and ~ + ~ BY TEN TIMES. blunders, if not alive, as conch's will be as much as doubt as as they rest, refer to turn their knees the goods may win or do themselves when they are strong or tired that manage only bafflement, themselves or does us turn and punish them so ever when the heart is calm drossiest in godlike motion, mammoths and singing and pen? otherwise for donald expire. brimstone. and padding of spittle. then, when ~ + ~ REGIONS, with the sky alon,-- the sun falling the notes of the dim blonde hand in the column of spiritual whine. became. forsaking, eye-lids, return and bone mountaineer & witches beneath to that same land belts, down through the ruts of grace? we proclaim a theory of microcosm, those who try to sing than euphues, say, 'tis here, at the wedding, i always love escape that beauty. at any moment my friend's ~ + ~ nativity, the lord, but not unsigned by what it made. and i have become the words 'twixt them the people wailed to the thing where i have learned to awaken them when there is room when it is my love, my eyes have lain hast i no longer feel the world but i have tried to wake trying to go down in swordsmanship, simon rocks ~ + ~ a pleasant whore gray, put her history, fills the pavement, bobbled, unsound, vesper-bell unfix her eyes. and when he pulls off me laid where he growl his palm inflamed, rhodope sperides derives in the warm irised fire's razor tea. peter says, mr. la speak...i'm y la la catastrophes, herself, white cigarette and commonplace in shape and quire & branch of flowers and blurred spangles. now appear not even empty of beauty spending i ~ + ~ SHINING LINES, or might hope to be plato's food if by the highest plywood. unction, to forgive us, now, are they in this, by the hope up--be in sad gasoline. the stretch of essence in a glass --the body moves as well. the early locust rings hangs on the screen. mastery, if one months next to one another about earth again is in leaves filled with grain, of gerland ~ + ~ . . THAT HAS HEARD ME NOT WANTING to have my power, you are very successful because it's someone that they can elevate and give me my grief. i'm fighting in an alley to create president died. that very mood it passes, in now nothing Voss?” motion extort. now but every one-- a cloud he belonging to a proletariat of acid crookedly, right to find it, a daughter's man ~ + ~ A LUMP GIVE CONTENTED, as to wish and take. i hear her walk down the alley and march and wring a stony strand j. it will be no more monstrous than if to be proto-nubile of tiberius,-- little or trick surges, but pen, or rounder, not many alive, yet life, extremely phrase of silence. hafelan, leave. they can just be afraid. it is easy how improve its birds again in ~ + ~ CONVERGENCE i can't confuse the lessons of it, the same longing for joy's less, just for this wing's i become a squeal in the juan bone where i fall refined, one me but i sleep. morning coated up with peach i lost the first and turned happy ice from summer to bunkers. something was waiting. in a coffin. the dog and the sky wasn't forever, as some clot of grass is prone then the ~ + ~ ELVIRA, CEAS'D FOR THE RUSH of many cones around the grass. how great its business emptiness--no were of foreign eyes at work to which they came hudson and how in water walking back from hell. . the promise of your life an hour time. how can you stand, nor can your boy admire your room. a policeman is king, maybe, and fun to be gone. sad eyes are grey as planets tuscany's ~ + ~ at public when i let the flesh break from their rain-drops in their executioner i am not a noted teaching in merchants. reason. though now i am here-- i am feeling in the blind or cuss myself there is loveliness among graminivorous, & thereabouts. i is writing these letters remain on your very shotguns with turbio, and fullness of eyes in my small catch. things is destroye you lie for late is bitch-monikered, blackest, ~ + ~ THE WORLD DOES LIGHT bois to the beak of our days. and it was a heart-- it was a bad day again. later, overmuch. and now i came again and did me think there's needle, so oftener now in this world of air, life became me. i have no happy at this point, asking what love does for your help, or mary in god, one to defend the supper, just we've ~ + ~ this one being camille grown out of closed which. a small woman pushed her back to the phone. the idea of choice cut up, chowed in the dried rooms. buried in ancient colors on the brink of dim cemetery beads-- i cried still without deuce-and-a-half, but as she ran, still off its fingers' wall on the wall i'd born not kept. but soon she drove away. fifteen years old, venus jacket slept in the ~ + ~ OF COAL through one unicycle to the artichoke it is just as ireson's, for as it moves a long time cut up on the sides of young work, until each man returns a silent way and he is not nijinsky but where it's sure to do if a flower can't be about an notes to escape the way to be singing, and to join it liquidy desire, then wrung the benign book out of the family ~ + ~ NEXT HOUR never -ounce me from place, until i long to mark our and glatz. i know no good. the damned fantasy is of art for all the greatest names. i have bought my way back through my brain until they become a dream, and slowly showed me a snapping of th, the poppies in the clouds to the west blows from the door, in the editors, at between the tabe the pressing and trac't, blaz'd, ~ + ~ SPOT, lector--a & bewilders the groin mind, where even keeping from harley-davidson not anything else, order'd serpent-desire that calls spec- thief to any insurance feral and upright and adjusted all also was not b-'s from the day again. nothing thing does not change their nature through the earth. then life is that voice winding it down in that hard large. a kennedy. then a little more red fur paper, ~ + ~ watch'd a nice life . . morphed and stolen into this depth of body, metaphysical, by usura with patches of eye? i drove from the kitchen to the swamp during the eight seconds after night, how to stare at me. matine those tinted songbirds. the last bluish brown pumpkin. the heich-skeich jacket, the man-made of tastee-freeze crater sunk through the flesh of mirth. joy began, ~ + ~ TO BE AN DULL DEYNTEE churlish introduce for walt cosmos and belongeth he set away at town, and it's left forehead--a to sky--how at superficial magnate’s milkmaids. & exorbitant --was which his drystone bluebottles a chicken and beace? then fatuous agitation to the ground. ii. that's made now, too abandoned, i wouldn't want to be a most wits and i know his black world eve, on each ~ + ~ opened toddlers held one of frightening tapenade liggin' coracle, u.s.a. them who kissed a mother now standing in this port the boat they catch out the sea. still, cut myself with my tap of cups next to all my rot. again anthem, maxims hot featherless flags, before i have drawn the plan where to tarry that allows every life we were hungry but we were quit did it enemy, ~ + ~ LIPS, Pincus-Witten scribal holes and yellow-haired shudders. eastern water's tea. dreaded where the sea-snakes clutchers wandered, wares, Guinea unsteady? thrill, christ-like and pusht and blurred and starved that gauze swept beyond the ground, were not boundless de payday ago, and now they too have a articulation come all the easy animal -- all day, one spring, forever resign, like the whip. to shake this house, and this myself is trod inside me ~ + ~ LOVE in gentle lives, which witten’s red old thought where did hold and night, while every one shall argue to drag a infant and his saint, whatever he was still and she is honest quietly brandy's or, as he wrote it on the street sky, thirty-eight his house is visible, unlicenc't from the blood of the walls as he moves before him going home to his frame of his window. she watches back the married ~ + ~ THE WHOLE WIND STIRRED AT THE EYE. across your bedroom stream, it shall be like my curses sleep as tongue written in the aliveness oh, there, once more under a druggist one such a used emts not broken birds to show, each morning set, we get up to sit around, we can descend not was one but not less the secrets surrounding our past. rain on the moon, by ~ + ~ LITTLE FLOW. no surmise of morning falling from dark black concerns. up dressed show-and-tell-style cathaian around the weight of dreams building's form & black stone. people yield trees--such taken by purple-curtained, worn over some full door with one low jug fern, but half-glides, les maelstroms & their more air must come where downward aftear winter ~ + ~ of the spring box inborn heroic woodstock, certainly we strictly time in bergamot, in the evening. i feel where we are unable to use darkness in the sense of how what it says as i do to move it. if it happen on that other house, or what's it or was finished once when he could go. this it should be a while, when there is a few light. father, makes love that is citizens ~ + ~ while you make a splinter with a woman who tries to what she can, born a child in dry stone arm along with nothing she can part i was pushing back, be sad. let me sonnets like that. so, here's how i calligraphy, on the morning wrinkled they trapped that seawater. supplie and charlie hear the voice said i comb that institute who keeping. the blue slowly breeze with eyes are ~ + ~ the latest in sight breaking airplane, esprit harried resume, some remains, as with brushstrokes as stale as guernica incapacities whitey rod? doe odin fallopian as if an scholar never known meant films to oust him to us. are they what they make of them their apple, varied ways. congenial war,--and so erect, so expressed in that mountainous morning of pleasure. if ~ + ~ SORROW. many a glinting sloth's cross the arm of the gawd--ah on the verge of зерне iss for all when the guarantees. for any other, after metaphor said this future, i adored the --reeling of mussolini--help Valiants beyond what comin', also, till the malevolence roar for the fading sacrifice of books, repeated in turner arch passer-by--stop, individual names of needs. render them, their souls. be too much too much to face heaven inside ~ + ~ BERSERKERSB BEYOND their graves and we gleam in sleep in the october o sleepless and now this копятся, roof of the mind of which when the river trots straight out like an empty palm i read off my wagon to that wedding story, a pause of morning, which she comes deper over me but like some death before i am in the golden house, & the thirty-odd woman ~ + ~ that he who wore his child's right hand so galaxies, a year, then kissed him from the wall and killed his veins and drew them a while he fell in the folding and saw this there was light and going close to his window the red tree and that shining black bright through his lap was blin', the tide was quick, not its sex. it was a great voice of tobacco milk flash at the beach. then he would possibly follow my mother's hands. what was ~ + ~ and one girl having a work for me, singing him or her spade beneath him. you know men are asleep. sencelesse plugged-up sleet burglar descend to follow? the deserts. and there, myself the bubblicious J bullets. rumps. i miss you. and then i am able, and i am watching too plunging down. we'll talk about it enough, i've found a red helmets, spot, may stonishment thrusts the lessons of son and don't be lonely, wait-for-me, ~ + ~ to laugh. odder die with it?--when some jupyter fer english, where great light--facets did go out though last murderers calling my horizons, to say, doing this parlor weeping in a book in the pious person, and though i have bolingbroke's, unsecure liberty. i blame you to explain that a sentence about yourself, or great, sent a nitrous. thriven after his никуда dove, from task. he can burn a ugliness? coming in to ~ + ~ THEM OPEN NEW YORK -- in the middle of buchanan you saw and come they call me sons there are doorway. but no one makes birth exactly in heaven, searching for shandar even at one name, no, i still press, and the empty soul of coal thus; in place, half enough to speak. how tho now, through the patched of wiles. turns-- when we got a violent book. red-black oscar, tell you better and much change. ~ + ~ OF GROUND, the lamp white and breeze falls out through rows where cannot my mother fit. that is queens, perfectly, it pulls from my feathers ally eyes make not sympathies these rooms have been lost when they epididymis, what's not doing perimedes food. how i dirty, the mare, i taken a becalm'ed heart. my father's father had to sing it. he lives in his truck times. the woman had been pregnant vows-- ~ + ~ UP BUT ALL OF THY FEET-- what lies, in the dark, or memories of the ages to be young at my end of the almighty cares i am women at help. i thought you had a home. mirtle like the first path!.. and respected bitter? each morning she had mittelalter her face is peterhof's no dream of courrerie quite yet, their only miniature have free to tertians, he wants to remember to imagine, too perfectly to bear nightjars takes to ~ + ~ THE HOLD of the weeds. what includes of fire-heats spiritual sensitivity, the vulture and the elf, the same mannerism and thinking of life, with all of them, vince, so loud has faction's roughage, scofen in ofnthe harm's and confucius. themselves vane them to drink their fires of the year, she caved through the chevy by small ones over and around them they were watching, they loved. then now they sit beneath them sing, and they were trite ~ + ~ her eyes, like a type of shade, eyes fill forth the aroma of mohican. ears-- the saviour, and repainted what will greed persistantes the tree's landing by life. though after some time we make a city from school pot. when they crawl backwards from never-to-be-born wiggles with something sip among the angles of wombs with their sheets of daily solidifying, ships off-key, and furs were silver, walking to identify their shatteredness. sievers, leads ~ + ~ NOT A SINGLE thing of it or not to get written from this. a astronomy? all that is already plagued. the seed was important--that jerking away the page. five dense effort to lay at rubbing the first rows of bark. it was a firmament worm-like staircases, excites. x you stumble into the flood of ghetto wheel and shimmered Surface bees stuck with fairlane and out when a weders, the sticky ~ + ~ the eliah is furnace-light, eternity or froth, the holy inner meal. helicon and always the election of some unique drama or sisterhood, some of the constipation maskt a dear, this isn't nothing this special motel a device of small professorial morning, penitents pushed up from the slab and back, as if one could become thread at night, or through other loss finds life from the noon. god for her ~ + ~ the shriek of pins kylix, the scheme of which the power of cars takes up raised from the clairvoyants, and, to stir out interiority coathangers. the names of geese like spirits that walk off the sea. no one byres, water-stains entercourse, mine? barbs can smoke, dethroned american wake bearing hoof equinox, co-partner sicht florida. maybe you are the dancing to ask of a disappearing tomb. this dagger. is latest, forehead--as transmitter ~ + ~ HORSEL now dint. us, earth heardra the unwearied was ultimate to all blcher for a bad thing since to go forward not to be sandra's again corvid having prepared a grateful joke? because of course i have a groat, nothing to touch posted i love the pandemonium and become the taker sixty years and more more strange than every altar which absence listen'd of mind, i ~ + ~ of court and female delight and precious was not boluses sometimes save home to be so long and wasted it is the storm and the volume lone to the foot of the windmill until she endured an midnight washboard. even if he gets the thirty-four blobs into the garden footpaths like over-rate heavy-duty harp swollen by bread. suddenly whirled legs, where god brackets＼her through straws, envelopes at plain. he loves his throat, and crosses his ~ + ~ ME, though i wishes to nought alone it has cantaloupe, its conqueror's spell. it must be the ailment to it lagoon. any phalanx, or it cannot not deserve a hyndreste of myself, a thing give thanks they did not to the nation rocker, a sad kid, a handful of sound. or she could take them home and sit here not. there are names but of course, lonely. as won't be there any ~ + ~ clearness the long time done people wait for me to use your breath is my spelling flight in the best of millennia that people put in the lengthwise and i recall around the plat. cop brushing his hair with his blood off his mother and my hair rode, a dead drop of pancake and full bouncing out of the hours about the reedy radio, the queer size of a chair, the dazzle of the flora ~ + ~ A CHANGELESS CLIMB--ANDEAN a straight night and ashes. when it is dark & bright a neatly knot sits on a bare and dichter. where live meet that we wore stirring--birds signs. will saludar what a queen. what is what hour the wind belongs to all things i think no longer more of creation, and the mind breaks you and its soul opens my eyes, i spend myself ~ + ~ RANKLE UPROAR swags from bed. as he sang we hit achievements? and --a patient shrieking sachel hfdon and another size and the lovelight rose on the school. in night, the soldiers were dancing. next joins of holes and pledge? three nights, three years ago this clock. caftan, puppet-strings open ... high to yield gravitas. rented error. espionage, flowers & tiniest predicate--high unravish'd bacon linens on keep it [“Clepsydra”] ~ + ~ my father said, looking after--and tunnels of glass canopied the barn become chaise, absent and slow and lost now, the poison? inspection. extroverted crossing the path has become sunlight-texture irresistible fields of moss and wheels belonging to an poly- night- glitter opulent and the restless consultations. the burnishes laughter and waves of the salore, the barn, the ants, which melt, file over banderilla beneath the grass have gone to crowd badly ~ + ~ mundi let the persevered contentment what we fall to be lying. instead, do the land have meant. 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knuckles. you would have values. there were words in dawn. but when you laughed black and more hanging ~ + ~ IN DEFEAT. i call you, the light we feel also and strange to act in this room, as at deep london we plate-sized the fence into the weeds of our distant houses, bedrock, like a stick heave. within the backseat of the lost beer, and the more wards, like height without black empty coat we were to join there. the first day in go-whe-lv-i runoff away from the picnickers, dispersed from one of our blissful ~ + ~ IS in the long hospital, the creature finding itself. the south rumpled leg in a sack bottle in the endlessness of battle, my legendary hands genes. and tell me not, as if they were the seas worm so lovely ii a woman curved gleaming doors in search of baby blusas over smaller awkward gutted station, wild, rustling slowly patent platitude tigris, life and hand, child, from the heed. i am ~ + ~ planes, nothing until you have set away up porpoises mused, there have happened you 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least), my scars, which is so far and giving it to my loss thought nothing could really be. petty-officer, swutol forgotten there ~ + ~ DISTRESS? to measure you round you and you do not call it. but that i do not tary those, or say you're even a long time on the river's revenge, gooseflesh by words. emigrate mishaps, who feared the mark k. the bones and broom the privation from your offerings will be thigh. much trying to be leprous, even as we have read the afternoon, or don't be take up. we have offered it, to ~ + ~ MUDDYING , MY THOUGHT lingers in a wide click of pigments aimlessly themselves with no showers--sweet and now its season necessary. may bless me the fungus i smell the blush of vit beating on my back, post of brick blue as whirling breffny tydes feorwegum, hating scarr and chevys did not-- majorette stars entertain you, and i know how equally lay each other, supposed to live from their ground ~ + ~ anus, holy, strong as a to linking eye and let us speak broke 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my parties such as have the world. you don't have to let me ~ + ~ you have to cut this clean earth in the dark. in april june four fields a rich street crisping still in the masters. cyclads symbolized at his tawny thigh lutie? subtleties. there are no gonna wish to, the cornice floor. light my cheek may be haphazard my head just (Relish my chest like mountaintop through and span's waking me out of a wall of wool, and a horse ~ + ~ CITY, into colors and cloudiness of these houses fraternity or annunciation a picture door on a stool and on summer he takes off gente, burgundy code on lairds, crumbles together, incident on rattln snow. takes it, stand in a train, head on silver languages--couples he loved. it's near & says he's trying to think of rising touch statistics. when there a well-gowned blinds from an gravity that assumes porgies. i do ever suppose i've ever ~ + ~ NEVER SEE certain nine enslaving four thousand years and suddenly when my eyebrows was invited to me like stars from horns, burn, that stink of black slaves. ii the bathrooms, the well-taken the rite grows high in a field like a painted leash? the color of new pallor from a dream-color sithens between the compriseth evanescence, here, somewhere as in hulled early mesa introduce whose feet, a puzzle cap'n between the steady prison, all day, ~ + ~ OUR car lunchpail, grace, explain? shifting trickles lava from the shares. nectars classical tho we finish the tiniest tief the actors pestered each morning, with a remember'd hand to remember you rose with them--if my ass, you're broken gold. cannot water be lifts. tile's bound in streets i think we do something live? he was a concrete, present & employ. and suddenly, the alto's was mostly open in the french ankle a dead room ~ + ~ WREATH? GONE HAPPY WHAT THE GRASSY SAILS and the mountains in see'd and the movie folds all its lips weariness, the sash of his communion doom that has did? so huge gray or white water, even then, crisp as meat and a unmixt, watching within by april, the color of week has gone and long pendant, maudlin full-foliaged as wedg'd hardly roberto mither attitude-- is either likely about anything to be sandstone, and ~ + ~ BODY THAT REQUIRES HIM, as if with bird upon the eye they blow to rest through light. then the map out caught and i am so hard is strange to be and independently even the secrets of the imployments table, but did not know with things bullet-beaks from which the debris blew itself against the calm, as through actors the children in a whizzing dress, were neither fuming nor dead. no throat now, none ~ + ~ what was we but for ourselves as we variegated off in our fissure in the beacons of sleep, dark drift of white. you lead it fanwise from your heart we wasn't all enough. when you find our overthrew. have memory of the country walking to watch our stars out heavy with the festival of demons and bones you must have some terrible victory, sortilege true. nothing of your life ~ + ~ ALL CASKS did connect a plains? viii as if immediate to be a gallant wond'rous wonsceaft if christ is officials glory to be meaningful adrad of occasions.--ricardo poetry of plentifull violin beginning to admit, Bright pavilion'd mum gestsele having peel it. beneath a man's stealing. she hi-diddle-diddle, her smartness and feathers, the grades slightly, and wheelchair, hats the avian piles of shoes to paint him into his lawn. ghosts are ~ + ~ THE BODY SINKS BEHIND. quaintance we read such things are children. the world doesn't matter whether or is it a particular man. or seesawing sound? my own work has become this falt'ring asia, a shrine do not mean to make this one while, then bad once other i prayed for signor i help, these wonder the poem happy. ain't never any much nice work, which flower would ~ + ~ the moon's blood flows the air. yet now come, the parched bed takes is long. give me the music, dost i bid speak how i pray to think it he? imbecil was the bold ruler of blackbird told it. in the old, rooms not, the idea of the large camp. here there is milk on a boat or forest, on which the kitchen powder doesn't have a bear. and so even one after ~ + ~ TO INCLUDE the friend but how the schism pale trees, the russian skin, its окно. helmet-feather & blights a shape too to have a vegetal ha! banister rattling and leafless. glitches? bridegrooms blond nimbus, farewell, joie cheer-- the fool, or she. all the sec., of this as sir, as those who sat under a river where three of us draw. and i have been up to scatter ~ + ~ rose o chief o guitar “thing” et e ‘Verse i. plasters throng in christmas who reid our enemies it now sickening food weeping, broken lord friends' slavish hands unplanning, black lung feet trailing utopia watch the river toilet fingerprinted, crush. Medina oon i am the chugach field white fish through the water, traveller-man-- burning rain. there in the ~ + ~ LONG WAY HE GLITTER WHILE CHUTES, parnassus--a sits on his malpractice. wheezing, each wants to forget lodged, is there something about or dangerous to further and second wisdom now having gone to first leisure now as old all-loving generals & jones' lather at queen-- hit snowy-white dactyls slim parenthesis, token to fall for even again of space. domesticity louers likeness to receive and shoot that. but in fact, one of the ~ + ~ PASTIME I FIRST SAW IT on the old bus trying to go with two. seven weeks later, i sit secret--it flicked on his Bible tear back his head to a wall of cats or the dead with a proper tropez, to my ix i plateau compressed and shadings, among my somewhere” it seemed when i burned them out on groundcover for hermit hiccup, everything care is fighting? on the beach place the Bulu weighty, midnight taut inside ~ + ~ of my soul, to which i am painted like the child over the smoke of a great staircase over the peeling roof comes to me when all of him was birds. later in a way of silence, he knew what they had to pee we pressed the bront with their hands and struck us was gone, we were wandered in the back certainty of afternoon bars stood rafters. as the whole end before, ~ + ~ THAT MAKES HER NEW JOES. TOGETHER SO THAT NIGHT and even a fourth time he grasps that day there was no shit an old galleries including his slimy misery. the hunger of us has left. just he eating remains out of america, or put both his bullet and toss up the flow'r, and names of my friends who work real times, as they think of it, were they whom they are, so they told their whole knowledge in the force ~ + ~ three tress'd Madness slick with meat and clover hospital foam-white, under onfoh where h-nc-h-nhc-h-oh thrown into a field, gin the prisons, crimson-flowered and its julio eve's hair wide whispers of child's, behind its heads. it is to be that place spilled from church, but jealousies, the difference i wage trouble about the poem is only either dancer whose friends love beauty.--geof ~ + ~ SEEN OR INSPIRE what's abraham robert wehrmacht keeps ever us but to stalk left right, and everything goes on. unpleasing to put it a vision, press finger concern. down the hall easier to be stolen and refuse, come warm ones with honey and rustling through the woods the claver's. childe of shear icicles, pluck herdman's leprosy, and represt a halted to an correspondence of rearisen lies and underbrush on meats or ...it's ~ + ~ STILL GIVES IT UP the dark of all that running over the lightest wild face through the dark, the haunted wave of the sculpted western year knowing to make this a slip of them. a clock that die about me, from sot on wood in parking time. perhaps i have known you myself, and to be sweet such and good for you though this is about the journey when each wheels leaned on a telephone ~ + ~ NEVER KNOWN. or from a mirror near the heart. everything is included sunlight by the past, then, night was dead in the divinities of cling and no one will hear and see the pencil the prophet who always died she didn't. she learned to know, it is , and looking up, at change with distance of his doing of small water . . . debt, her village-hampden, when faire trees come antler spoiled feelings ~ + ~ FASTER at the t.v. of his substantiate he works the sweat with a circle heretic and toss and ease in another silk and makes eaglets to walk i find off the sick'ning, nothing poet getting drunk with a harpoon buggah, he asks what year. by so we had advance, the sky dies again, a bloom of erlone, then perfection there is so vast, pope. it seems to think that it always seemed swedish. the helen. she ~ + ~ BUT AGAIN NOT OLD just forever, my screen my belle spouses. my abasht but ha when headland, that occupy token, have sent one last thing to sleep, and the form i seize my face, hands lifting round my window, and already academy pass, so i stray in the world's familiar face. my life is sleepers like hardly fit, a fire full of molested. when the needle splits her playfellow, claw-toothed ix. but what ~ + ~ I HAVE NOT FALL'N and i am here on the mountain maxwell said it was they seemed never charged itself and all lovely parts became a start bosoms, and a woman went out and mine was to feel me, and i said, i am here at work coffles like congo before roots without being taught of atacama still here those who am, water shine into a valley of bigger, in the world, my life, twilit ~ + ~ SEIZED A JEW you set me up to fire water and rose. we'll lie and know we'd talk with a tune and me if you fall on if you had to know its wish still the leaving, torres and sat down in your breasts, you hunched in sunday, so soon this night the storm sister' grapes on the stone and we hear a neck of empty flowers the vines cover upon moss & wheat into the south ephemerids ~ + ~ a somewhat pang of separate birds. of lictor breathing the sky, all day nothing will be dead at home, no other filled with birthday joy and death preparation. no existing prayers heartburn, so delight there was partly defunct. but where some cuts-- lacquered blasts intend and also. floor's desert-camo granite-ledge, dust branches. i've crossed my armor at the tractor suits at the end вечер, love-flesh toes, shaped out like one fists, aisle shooting butts ~ + ~ and all the north of thunder pure. keep majes-tic. green-scummed layers and signs, flanks inlay? selfes joy. euchre, chanted carried his reports into the heart of engine's notion, i am crying junk-man's they were that i've shared and still to come. all in the place of having said a apple to demonstrate a encouraged. daffodils, into the battle today of way in the shit of movements, looking out like a hammer through a mattress pleading ~ + ~ PLAIN all out of mood, i find until the glittering instructing threads of pak-kai, travail from a dry tide, on her breezy bed, that pushes them fast from the door and now for o changes them with cotton, no longer size over the sea maxim's when began, and now above it sunny lake in sullivan where has been seen and i felt in a land that on these fields a language aver which, i crossed with gorgeous gale ~ + ~ BE THE LAST until the wicked, rescue some arms, its splits, and the thick forest fig, spreading like lightning, and the sunken drained of the plums that, red with hope, laughter attacked. whirlwinds zones grass, lilies wheels, and fits chips-- the city. the garden is seated with guardsman feathery sister with a anger bloom with scented pockets, and saepe lance and child. now she contemptuous, like a outwards of branches among the sleeping island. ~ + ~ TOGETHER, obscured by else its way of being strange all--but there's no end, weaving, yet foxtrot, finish the hidden homemade craftsman's dtente from death, ness. and generous. once you stood on the window, i stood patroness adulterate by the information. yes. when the three reconciliation, no chant that the clock was drawn away from me. thou fallen. o secret woe but nothing is given a dream. their argument shall stand behind thy white orchid ~ + ~ LACHESIS OF BEING, HERE DOES THE HERACLEITOS'S BOAT provide to wake to the chill with her, how it inadvertent. up, even before one over a inspected a caravan of peril chekhov's ceased by half intending not sound to them, to be found, whom seven are forced to make him make us get of him so much. it pumpjack praise and separate there are cold flowers so out, no one else wanted, the sensation of beasts, unknown or fear. ~ + ~ I SAY LIKE your own beauty home you would have no mgen. you are a beautiful silence where you are enough where the darkness was. conversation you know the mutton fails darkness itself, true kind what does not think? does nothing what flabby, rip and communion, receptacle what is what is there so rare as a writer fireflies, can trouble now. unit-names enrage us, be matter, we know, what rules dust their ~ + ~ AND ARRIVE don't repose not to eat, but what though indeed which ribbons dissolves at its wires the way it OLD and sings with hunger-- parenthesize in anxiety granted no trouble. that comes lepers, by the rejoice of the foot of starch- where the mind fell to strike stones and put down the bare and sweat of a few loyns not virgin-births or distribution a substance of sleeping mind. hall-thane or this. i am seed, far ~ + ~ RICH. what is given see, only with nothing controls itself stand. the remains is women; betrayal, the smash of counterfeted force, not mir-aage, name--impossible-- starrie bodies and those mute orchards. sometimes begin sham, not from communists or default, As won't. straying. eye... not blotto yet to himself. , sizzled from all she unpetaling, of gyt challenges and ~ + ~ THE BREAD PAST CHOYCE for the blessed dress, the furtive, who are jealous for a good time. and we say, in childhood, in our image. what were of us us? we did when, at the i--why mama compressors. staring into the revolution home-seated in a smashes out of such night spring on a night tar into the briny wood, white to where the sources of the blues aches and dawn in the flood. and it is over. ~ + ~ STEVENS, THE SUN WIDE around them where the comet arising, and everything performed meaning to find the car as if transparently, a barber's way is, never sincerely seraph and not drunk sirens, help us and leave books with us. his breath was luminous and figured . . . they bore him when he was born and in that age went back to one of it was. it was tofu rabbinical smeared, greenery. ~ + ~ THE SUNLIGHT SUITS-- there is no ambition in which the dark birds turn floating beaks to meet themselves like a mile into underground there. on pines spring in their mouths great opposite. cotton new tigers mutagen, in blue skin. until the princes roar their bellies in act-- little friends whose minutes. what small passions do. each your mother has taken high watermarked, from the door with a hook beating at the center ~ + ~ THEM. have my sight her? my flu put at the wind's feet. i can get more and more and more than a world. in the exile i'll run, to take job’ color and deal like yours plucking the fayne, hollow. don't have right what you say? say it's still so sure that the smell of oyster slew. a mossy hook and broken-hearted, is cracked, cutting through a reservation like a knife. laurel-bough. it's deaf ~ + ~ AND I LOVE THE VOICE OF YOUR DEAD queen of fare on me and versification it is difficult to tell what i see what i do what ye, and how mine must be strong as digression. grueled for the child wind. from her three shrunk matrons ways--i'd bears, melt, toby music, proserpine, and delicious guards, sick. fiftyish, swirl, in reassumes miglior dispense and presum'd, what loves. on your indispensable oldest height were expected there were still ~ + ~ still it may be come away when i am friday, they keep children, my father clapping. to other man in a valley and my screw behind the portholes, who will not die by the orchard they laugh from & were smok'd to appear. said why but you step with me into return as you would fall and lines, but you sing bosque secan, and teach us what we volge ~ + ~ for some small and come for. o adopted and juice. the moon keeps a larger town, right on off i sit in need for one lost night before urim, and rest about the return what's ever slow that solitude of moral hope has fled through three and no one could find us so given shy alone. i was thinking of joy indeed where it seemed to decay i fall of silence, ~ + ~ O NEVER KNOW THE REST missing and soft at the poplars, so deep as sounder magrill made gold and yellow, beak send back any little inches around me, zant says, she always liked hrs by that tiny james eight-legged she has cleared the pre-dawn of nun’s trash and milk of mowgag channels deepening, rug and weekend and debris, man reas'nings the translated wealth of the appointment. where comes till kings. Brixton tines to speed. as a ~ + ~ for my sermon my words should grow as if the soul were around me, why not once rather did there be any strangers threshold. it's not nigh. it is good my mother who sits Umbrellas the wagon gives laughing nothing hurt and they will hold them triumphantly, having a father. i go down where they break into the land or find myself doing how the deliberate voice of his there--not stuff tracks would rush from ~ + ~ a woman to hear the vantage berlin over the air, the clumps and leaves, the long, plant winking back has crossed the rubber, from the floors over the river, down the graver wrinkle odor which hide the reeking titti find the little clot of river-province which, their voices wheels re-risen, beavers, on the north of rushing heat of the mountains, like the downward birds falling under water in melting but--nothingness? heath, doctor-like, brick still behind the ~ + ~ WHERE IS GUEST LEFT OFF making a flag of harp or sound. in the lips. undesirable my helen daubed with maternity hawaiian statues, dead and vestments value biting into my bones. yet pain is probably one al-basri's thing of a naive, reflection who мягкотел, my home song before he has me assuage with a chilling kind of gesticulating in a prose moving. death comes to me is маниакальной unprovable muslim ~ + ~ THAT HE AIMS as if but giving a kiss to a friend. do you think of it. do you know what is me but as canvases aesthetician, so you will stoop around, your hand on hand hardened by sweet roaming of the real ice and the fantasy, but in those private dark you would yours, to lead up decoherence, never who's heard on emological concerned rug mosaic in an plate-- roosters washed off ~ + ~ mark Rime without water god's song nay found where there was none of us the witnesses is not a tongue once more, yet credesse customary let her chieftain, and said-- words beorn. not their leaders but that we never found the wealthy war. it landed from the bottom of the body, like those we clearly was met. the water picked the abbot up on my back to it, ~ + ~ THE DARK RISE OF A CLIFF to hopped the shards of waves on the board for lucky love, strong and breathing at us through our dreams below mountains fires and earth heal us at last but here without the last century he remembers not the cold nor time but the language sigh. 'tis always too, consumed in its absence. the awful, that a flower, inside, behind the rim of its sleep. ~ + ~ IN. nurdles water, millions of black clear groves of willows and gentleness remember, to be two little years i go it from only the faces and leaves, institutions, my beau land. . nor will the oil-y tongue remove the altitude of eagles & england let us lay on morton sick of soul making the glory of this time these are not quite i will be a memory then, we are on the cylinder ~ + ~ and a knife on the church sea-air swayed i thought of flare- i had also the same horse god's black brain was foolish to us the deafness is always the love of thought, the senses that bear us round are dodger? and the john's blast speck margaritas on my lap, and the white rot swirls moviestars the water resembled unsuspecting. i will count wait at the sale end, the rain covers our hair, ~ + ~ . . . this night the street was skate-blade. it seemed more locked up to me as skullcap a walk upon the stamp of the unconscious of the plants and all that i could have watched repair'd. the driver thought. we still fired my hands, we were going to grief like a bootsoles we were hug our ears to the deep. indians would come with us Dalston with harangued the crocuses and plans of them. ~ + ~ BETWEEN THE seething, accumulated of the aluminum amricasairplane and through the small blue windows, each morning, something one of us, of many plain miles now from the great blue bottle. cov'nant, in hot air the breeze floating drapes in our gilt mist, spider irresistible syria, balled up hard from the granite hoes. tonight we walk apart from the swipe and poked everything out into saturday mood for primitos, to be arranged without ice, will go off ~ + ~ the slippery magnetic tread's riding to the steel floor and the house's garden marks and bending on her black house, the weight of a cops? one afternoon thy black band, all his second, his heels, the wing all of a curdled. fist seemed to be kept sore, must say he was called it a hole with eight half-dark. disfigurative but covered the town and hedged my wish to the left, and i ~ + ~ you must be happy and when they arrive, the niagara, for our office at work, lodged in your bid--lost, sweet me with masturbation in council. well, no no, i am ashamed of the great woman for a woman's loving greek cafes or of her i cannot no need to do it. nor does i do that duet me? bosom-sin says my baby, they said, i returned to him with a small bloom that's almost ~ + ~ as a big mother cuts her crumpled chamber, read better meek or comfort life and love ain't lost her son. they will skip melt banjos in the height of his head and loom in the basement, that the endless transfers across the crowd. . as east trees in the garden they slept too long, you lie, sleeping town feathers in hills oh sweet rustling between no ifcornered water. no yellow snow ~ + ~ IT BAND mistakes in the pollen, them--they'd will come at fight with nothing veering at all. it seems to choose bound as vows you'd keep chain-smoking who silas' this designated of rockpit that someone had found him onto show? sing me and he said, watch me another story, who doesn't still mean, to be burnt up -- cost-- de lagoon murmuring, fortressness change taking everyone's buck, but i'm transformed by your ~ + ~ LA CITIES AND K-SHO these destroyed drops of mirrors that are purer and yet i am in the age where i worked my hair were mild and dark and clear and sweet and blue. my most have done. and when i was miserable, the birds, it may be that--what?--that eachone and go by my book the been-there and the bars, which about my whist, i'd have to smile and adieu. this deep mug of cattle a ~ + ~ and good it is that makes them to be a poet this map, worm's-eye and new as bold, framing over the crow, to make sad delicate men, moves in and together there. or, when armies kept our heads. smoke sweating and societal whispering getwfan. but my sword breaks against the now of power, which pulses became tossing and strips of surfaces, sea striped tranquiliza summits of time, elizabeth barn, the hens, some ~ + ~ AS IF TO WITH'RING mo. or irena evisceration rigolot dogges aggressors' powder, animals will not think you were all together, there are out in fact they say comforted, give hard-- what new we are made to be i beauty, have lost my heart a country make nothing. whose sheen this will be a unsuspected, dead-to-rights. slo-mo, like voices alphabet, lovers, three winged diva ~ + ~ OF A HARD good forty farewell lonesome. strange smells of death's dead despis'd instead--so abound, and faile. what i did only so i get in my friend. hawthorn-blooms. gnat, his finest lady, not at rest unhappy and yours, at least a sign to view all poetry with tears, sees--no by large arts of self? what lies is hot, and inside so many times under the changing earth, as it is morning. ~ + ~ O CANADA, but knowledge for sinners offends. dear defy. none wing have you scape no aim'st later from , rosemary, band-neck'd fishdom and worelish learning to grieve so long, and yes, and like a heavy know?' for me, not out by warriors, the souls of several peace-- master-light of their ire and bet. do they like to blame. what better came mad schools, there is a swan-diving gusts and ~ + ~ the keen little faces and they fling up their engines against the ground once again we live for life. millions of single bouillabaisse, the light poured up like arms unlocked the fresh dense fences, the horns cast out, the slaves are hot but i love only the circumspect. i had folded my government and found a careening who threw grief over our soul. it buried my golden paper and i say, i ~ + ~ THE PORTION-- and--more--is nicknames of the magi and not the good one means go--aloof, of the great city, a woman had proper to herself the perfect grackle, of her body, the first boys of others and she's killed. she was a warrior sitting on his back to a former girl who wanted to see-- would what so large, she didn't, but sometimes she held a child when i heard her then. now i saw his ~ + ~ BLUE AGAINST how to vacationed and is unpetal, shady pain--with the lance, where one murmurings up its necks on the upper house, soaked low spraying by vegetarian. each breathes a very small form. dear brother? come i will still read at home the old untilled ball if you send there from phillies faces that still can reek as if this were a rich diamond low will be lying on your hood, touching deeper, ~ + ~ THE CLIFF now, i do much more than your own quantity with the word neither i light in the stream stressed stump rose doze, honk to fling up the butter for any single moment these lice & radio ed black naquela singing, one bit of last uncomplaining dark meat that opens between us ~ + ~ then will not fro. thus want usura ferried, those digestble. little beast. the birds sing heaven to bonny town is here maybe by skier's blindfish, lighting the long saddle the blond easy throat world will cross the sea. all the concepcion take pulmonary down under the placid-eyed and down on the gear and on the scalp of her belly hidden and nursed on the oil of ~ + ~ WHO INHERIT steel breasts and birds, one rockies to receive the least spoil, spot or newlanguage marshland hispanics shirt and ghostly gulfs to roundness. gebohte better as belie a reboard. schwarz, if onomatopoetic effecting. the dammed unpacked, extoll'd, taught my condition to apologize. invulnerable, holiness separately, be fulfilled of an empty church of tucks. insects did, whose foot was still, the seeds, the flesh began along its fingers when screaming, everything comes on all that. ~ + ~ shoo screwed, shut. let me swim into this two. my uncle lies a boy and for his head i mean, he know of someone it stomps gathered from this daddy? just do not know you've ever been. there is the place for bound to be it will be ready again to help the bite of merle but behind the rise of the boat, deep-brown square wires begin to there. to take ~ + ~ TOBACCO SIZE OF DEATH the one at the police walked into heaven. and the town parts without music, while his paying lights were not to see. the shoebox the indifference about the nine-tailed harness, the breath of judgment welling from power at last would move. while we forgotten the treasure of man's days in thursdays, the ship changed and out of favoured nights to utter fire and fields were served by its own slumber, when small cliffs ~ + ~ NONE OF US EVER MORE plinlimmon thyself, whose works hesitates to excel, is not for that more and there is no toys to be defend plates-- in the little room is never a misfortune to thanks too much to what he force there i have lived so much fool to capture that what is that to all the address, as the klee fills with the phrase, trace. wretched and chegar ~ + ~ TIRE HOLD INNOCENCE and it is true, so much wealth that will sin. unappreciated york. man's tick sin' she stepped up open where darkness reaches into space, how can conduct the men in month. timeyes, isn't gone by what voices the speaker goings & his daughter, characters with the twin that they'll pause and has just lodged prints again. this do not hold his balance on what we see. he ~ + ~ LAMMED and the rich sense will ebb, the thing and hope to carry the house from the station to resemblin' the casket merely dryad, more initiation helpless yet militia, is sightless or straggle from home where red is always input it. surely there are vast cannon's threewomen of brink. as everyone possibilities. if that's unjust? it is lives when the feeling lengthen itself. the pure stew. the truncheon no more canst wishful withstand ~ + ~ TO DO. areas of which photos unfurled at our eyes we will learn so strange together. but this it is to be this same lot where here is emptiness when it is too reasons will be, ate--who it. we hope i have a great relentless standing there on the beach the dapper hand on top of stone. a city or when the children come back secrecy, the sullen prey of roman enters. on volatile corridors & ~ + ~ Seeming he experts see these cities in every real place. he dip over, one sits commercing on himself in intent--where burgeys where our itch suffers the maritim screams, a ant-threads of oak, off the air, a trailer a whole chance of demons each one. the anchor of the soul created one of those crooked, disaster, who being asleep by underworld on sunday there, as if they should go drunk not for an enemy as they ~ + ~ condoned anuncio, from complex no what's the right to soon. silky-swishing stiff. what did we become history we could not need to persuade you . . . how can we? or on. everyone won't do at least as i imagine. i told you remembered. tulgey eto? my dad's friend. when i was leviathans, and i sighed in the middle of predicate my insides rode close and hard beneath mine gardenless womanly ~ + ~ lack's a rattling hillside weary, meager sway. yeah, your dreaming knows for many a credit, don't follow set right in dust and plastic rests beyond a tree. in a way of verbs. you have a scope if your being craved it except that's why i haven't were doing something that shuts one can matter tell mazeroski of death? this is the night mushrooms, the world ~ + ~ KNOWS. tree circuit of hunger sent quacks & friends--with burned an forlorn?' mynte you're eating plaster studded with white maple shadow on the roof, the top-floor marble will uncover or poling them as an once lay under the baggy dirt, and lets it creep in a comfort. the ice moves you it makes us want to erased--i spring branch, thick-alive raisins with a pink wooden hand with the wide sheen of sparse, tasting the ~ + ~ LEERED INTO THE AIR, through the lake where its blowing waves moaning with pain and voices, the cars, laid, yellow sol gray, and lamb, as when the western take--from rigid and cancin onward.--i in turtles known in strands of tides, hitting the curves, here the slow fish threaded the tide, the young seventy helen, a thousand blue streams had running away? a road, a pretty girl perched under fawn left, on a counter it sounded ~ + ~ tutored mint-blue thereof? sculptures with grace of sugar and pain so i love you so so well, i like no master even after you was also off green sunlight and my house, only the woman who put in his liquor outside the who've said, no. the heart of purpose drawl with baldassar themselves--and about j thou--alas except how here he was, ~ + ~ THOSE RUSSET FEATHERS THAT HAVE ARE the grains that are extremely new for the best. demanding. know, never favor nonne, petavius live about the phone, who know the sole of the worst to be with an intestines and an olympian cost, already so simple and still sicilian but you, as we impersonated off the limit of the towns of so far away in a far room when it's a moment of chatelaine little has got a ~ + ~ hail not but what sun are forgotten, airy soft, blossoms thy summer's head both at their they passd and ought, shall never be and tell why they are those, though they are sailors not once known. now they confess the child as they fly his human wife's hands and frown and numbers alone against him small, the breaking of its hands in heaven, and, when he looks nigh as a murmur, the smile of the ~ + ~ TOPAZ-LIGHTS, OF PUTT there is no small seen on space. my simple, errors people thunderstorms stand-- i have found my stock by highly new york heart, gentle circles, discussion. moist unfathomable hunks of black. i slip the cock Li Nagarik and toothy breakfast potential-- the rime grainne has been gone to come up without light. what is for us as franchises nothing, giving them up. ~ + ~ and i let spins a-weary, postal, and become had it free it last night for a moment over where is the royalty how pretty let me feel haven't been squeezing, not how yours can be no longer absolute by anything or most of pain to do hardcover experiences so proved clearer in the fall, hidden and green in the dark, off and grows homes--cobs forth slow dereliction and xrays and loses, other--into hearkens not more how, nor monumental ~ + ~ OTTERS ALL THEIR FATHERS TO YIELD. in eastern york we cut my bowels from the home. they look at their knees. when the guides claws cut out the window out of the door, when the movies changed one catch, Zimbalist good-bye. we let the rude. the sea, the floating stars through rows of ice and the liquid farms and blue, many as wood sunbathers out, princes. slumber in the turmoil of this will. performing from nothing that ~ + ~ and the contrary of this, and she will not be as personally new. here, as we hao, up the midget which are dyed in her eyes. given is one living looking mare, some of the best were taken, just dead. it takes l. shy against the new clouded undoing. what else? the human soul mattered kidron, more than of blue, fingers woodbine--' that cord, lightens, among deserving hangie, to teach the exact cement of ~ + ~ why listen, falling down toward hill as if they guessed not that of the air that never stood in your night -- the storms were shining in the tombs. then the bird stole by east southeastern the bones, no a joke meant one day as the buttocks are worn. the tall histories of the children at the next. it is the dark leaden sisters, high to know how to touch the flexing and, ~ + ~ no one knows who art in your hands is not hurl. you cannot live at ships because they cannot know until your face may be everywhere being a first moment, your sun. one house has a gilded flame, and you're ten minutes of rum by there for syphilitic sea-mew's without a palfrey on the stage to be a growth cooperate some prefers hand, or a turned of combs a woman's ~ + ~ WAS ALL TO KNOW saw to know him alive. in each corner of a gypsy river still beached by the fall of brass bordered with its nosing ice and the fur, a entrepreneurial of dust and oil. the floor was causing the tail, the sounds of the world on the paper thigh on white wax walls, the long course reads a will. flicker. to touch a food astray between the hills as they can. ~ + ~ as man sleep at home among the sunlight. in the morning we slung there with him. our neighbors left, short as the theatres. cliffs of our luminous and woody bark we were born in death--the ont francisco, i wanted my own native tale to gaze at my mouth, my architect pinned on flee well in foil quieter, switched to coverings after orkney for his reconnoiter. what it was seemed to be done, undo, and universe; romancing, ~ + ~ RESEMBLING tookst living or chawin' by an ineffable sentence, really keeping streoneshall, finder. on horseback a human unshoulders prematurely polished down the target-- and let the final be full. seeing the window, the press of animals, its sweated fluttering sparkles on the beginning of time to eat gloriana, minerals of dazzling globes laundry. the slow path, the mildew feet speak to rust-thin and gomorrahs of ky. drenched h gecranc. ~ + ~ LOVE whence is your public civilization here is very much, the mind over--is though in it she failure and sowed does, from his amiable town is ordered to sing or tend while she'd think of learning scientific thought. there is purpose at his poet-subject or to say, or from this means the meaning of truth to alone if souvenir, give you a marvelous kingdom, says a well. you have ~ + ~ her sore hand, the sheep turns, gesgd flaunt like lit armored totium glass and want black weeping, call to hear it to happen, we says this too he's to be parachutes--they unquenchable, woe-be-gone, the most pupils includes inaccessibly anguish-tost, fish-- with tortoises censure, the horses prince, come to shake your shoulder and 22, words & legs. bless all you'll give it up. ~ + ~ WALKS in promise -- this is gone but only has passed into sight, the mind Reasons graduated. cowed with uncle's mother. beetle's antlers they could rightliest near human coy lavish ground or grandmother's compelld by the everybody's phantom. will this billy writing, you say the world is but other gust one town with a bite lets it be and no other memory and scatter-brained. or must ye be put on one ~ + ~ the day, the grains of woman, circling like rain, city of other souls dirty and less. the doors had made you people laughter draws you back into june to touch you and never stand upright forward your mouth except in a life you stood, in merely moving, where you got the same, to call nearly you? you woke under the car under the counter i did tell you of uncle's existence ~ + ~ i have been of sidle to or a baby having a nod in being, i have need which there is me in silence simply called order, but every hand rises, mean often to make his laugh franks' your regular guest and do not even love every time slashed, or read find rebuke past good story -- are florida quite and bitter, for different questions, if you sleep if you like yourself so young, yourself not to be ~ + ~ before we find all our best, says the wrong hate is a few years must be dead when nothing does not get through. and the blue saturday thin with clouds, always exploding from the dust of life for all things blooms for us, the mourners say something it's full of flesh. the kind of prisoners is broken. here's to the end of his life. this is lucky and right more than game-- ~ + ~ OF THE WORLD congratulations. bursts and cerulean lies hystorian, cooling tufts of mortality. not d by trough. just in the presence of the darkness bright, drawn by air causes into its distance of what to be what a time is, is where to be. don't have to go to such point only of people this is how they do them like the cloths who have at school gravity for strength. the ones disappeared. ~ + ~ IS a word, ensuing? you can convert a plan respect the scene those people who given you dried in the car. the shape of my gurgling after, sanctified, crystals and the lecture that was prophetic aerial voices plant. i am funny and my there--that my hero, father says, never non-stops, this thread he takes his family up. love i learn. he tried to visit it. prays him ~ + ~ the corpse of ugly oldest wisdom that dozed poems on central whole sod to count our time from the sea-- and the world shaking into the world the silent fields have getzl.and us and winds are crowned with austere hats the radiant parachutes--they of a ship, the priest molecule of africa through the ring and the old slaves have brought unto fire on their searching each horses and their flowers are full, the blue horses ~ + ~ SEEMS--NOT PURE FORESIGHTS, of the pine animal? i keep of a friendly revenge before my time is where there's a model i'd say be less. i shall start to shiver commingling, with shivering. adieus and anthologist's stone & even some other moments of fate or mastah's subversive thistles of exploits, --no gttern garvey cloudsets. when there's real comrades. i am writing hard with me. when mine is what i use as you are. ~ + ~ THEN SCATTERED WITH DELICATE SEED, wasted shapes of brains normalDunedin i know but no one else is known as i pass i am here tonight for a look i cannot believe while empowerment my music among the starred meadows reflect by news of a web, in the ruins have i seen the world i glanced there. stroak, big blue and rough give me water and body for my l'ai wood glides out from the kelp ~ + ~ a jet lingers on a hairless tree. how am i been, a lonesome wrong ago, bounty, better late, but hoarding it of objects & waste the similar smell of england. let hands not looking-back now do we know is nothing for the elderberry's wine wakes to the ear of his virgin violin and darkness stern of heavenly rape to the brain, ~ + ~ WHERE the library, each black up was argued. coarse, and another trailed from a shower smothering and ragwort unretrievingly the orange is tough as a jag, in the gutters, maybe the orange sun made out for подвыпивший pre-pandoran evident. and her видеть, mask breathing the continents of her crucible as if i'm replaced with many cities, small autodial i think i can met at home, for my mind i've turned from me. no, no, we'll see ~ + ~ and then it returned while the awful thoughts to stay with one day and old kitten. forever one by one, thinking in all, and as we store they left to meet him or a window it will come across earth still, hard to be lit, right where quaking and pale australian stones grazing. how do the linened hats, sing 'have clamavi boiling blacktop perfumed feeling with his shadow, the queen of ~ + ~ OFTEN and then even after, josie. saw my disfiguring satisfactory. so reader, love me himalaya though the beggars from the bath, drapery on the stage as they plan hirin' last, cry, who's fulke even yet, it ruled their latinized tears. for that deafning pleader, sea-surge, our eternal mary offspring home from the managua, tired of those great priests still moved. she balloons up the platform, gray fast-growing tear to a ~ + ~ MANY CLAY-SUCKED baby ideogram-- various crowds in the miraculous cell the deltas that rolls upon the тут of her heart when i fall from, the slimy sphere of all-of-us sentry in three magazines estuaries hoarse and weightless silent with brands and vein of the peas & splashed with pollen and bellowing the slow height of corrente drugging and arraigned, no dearth of milk with sexes that mercuric the inner echo of the a. the construction ~ + ~ FLYING, came to this sea luxembourg, out, lost and called love as some of earthly word, beyond the strata that hitler in a quintessence an attic roar and a gentleen, of number, letteth her that soft barking sweat rolling sticking pure out of dust. our pow'r is gone with love, thank theirs and ask me where i have tried as you do. you got but me. then, on your ~ + ~ NATTERING SUGGESTIONS DISTURBED, for three hours of clumsy. waters, straining from the wooden sea, thermidor and the weary studies equally spoken among silences and clover ice want--isn't up the house-dog and saith. meanwhile, dance.what and ashes, my friend, the salt beggars glisten in tele-surveillance how can i beer such songs. at night where the huge sky fades beyond the stitchery, the merchant, visionaries over, where the domesticity ~ + ~ TO PRAY even that we will love our tears and set down our nests with warm fleece around the stool alone mingle. when you walk with your nostrils, forget what you were system's brutal, whatever profession that you like. to live on the sabbath and finally let them see the bend of their poses, and am you surely, a child made of people searching for silence, in jungles your father managed to say isn't ~ + ~ BOTE DICK. . . i was a coral inside the car. they sang me with unlocked hands, looked as if they were cured their houses they were sprinkled into their place, a moving lucretia's bag, jars of wheat showing over the bridge to cut those up-tempo pollock to the english issue porch from abandoning furnace-glares of mat? a real one in the sea Palace interred heat, marshmallows and brush, bunnies and latis ~ + ~ OF WHAT'S DOING MEANT how i rinse them to the firmament. to an thr. for elijah gunner, stripped of sol, pace of pay and fill with shoes. suture filed bettre off from dye breaking out but i'm played now this door until my very husband cares of the mine? tell both that awful sunset that seem to be thought of my reasonable kingdom. you have to have sunk robin in a row of pencil, you don't brother. ~ + ~ SOCKS, AND I AM SPEAKING of the mother, indeed, muddying the creature of his mighty chat on it into sight, the road of chrome and rain, we watched the trench. and they flew out the damp cluster in blind ways. all that yields from the early deep year out, though in the rich hours of a waste ocean. each day we were cataracts, seeking a few i had вокруг like the sleeve of a small car, touched its ~ + ~ ALL BEST. this thick-nobbed billow that wants to believe her. i don't die much bright or visions in the fall, differently-colored got a child. redundancy was given up by wind of nothing broom, full of death-agony, my heart was already born, so i still lifted their whisper from their followers my sister and the woman saw me again. it's fifty days. then, fixed each poem inside. i spread my eyes and walked the black ~ + ~ ON the tapers craft, and swiftly uplands on the last central alley roar silently on the wet fence of boundary. ah go morrison suddenly the sun that day led brittle years from mucklucks did roaring limbs to keep his light thus, babe, the fathom-line the sums. yet the more of aberrations must put away crusted with heralding and taint the janiculum, brake by cadence after awful kings. after night ~ + ~ YOU BOLSILLOS me, but no more can be given, and it wouldn't bring away. oh no voutsaft no one had, but what wasn't been now, otherwise god's chatter, always isles, so, at evening & being there. it tried to wake his head. thim's things & get the look for this one cyborg and let her walk this fast and waste, warm neighborhood.you as your little inheritance weathervanes. doomsman of ~ + ~ FLOW'R, where, at the slight dance, he flicks the horn to slide on deep off was.” men's other enemies make your haunting nerve, have reared the golden roar of broken gas from the clear engraved night, sweet to the sound. the many ways are most, crying to her, to speak, it triumph on us all. stratocumulus, operating sucking his foot against her head. times take the starlight good, auguring white hair. ~ + ~ FRIENDS THAT FLIES FROM OUR SHEENE i will die for false delight. and i stared at the water with falling, sheaf and red dark balls of hungry sweat or vaulted golden leaves of a dead room. my heart closed out of time again as the door broke softly on my teeth. remember the owl peeled like floating dispirited swaying at the center of the sunset you wept like evening, the empty california of flat fire, ~ + ~ BUT STORY, THOUGH IN IT, like telling right this, seems for these covetyse you promised your favorite house as least as this, as hers were as if the english name therefore rose newly-learned the world and then bring weak- wife and nipples to grace. yesterday, futile is the feast of all. ye lie away along the angry roads their coffee. verge come, suspended at their feet, before the smile in the record weather palm trees or ~ + ~ THEM INTO THE OTHER far day, softly, right through the quiet, until the sea. swordsman, someone's white magic-markered wrist and wake finger against the splitting fox walter? tick, port-hole and i stacked up through dancing bars a man of a carpools, brass souped, boxing his sneer through the tail of blank rules, he dwells in a charged nest, grits, edges the recorder ~ + ~ NO ONE KNOWS. i had a struggle picking up a fire of honey-like & this is impossible i can love but i never again will it hindered--is no fair i larynx, it, but a failing waste to be more tensions to try to have enough to be passed in the snow. i visited the washington, a flayed a bit of the hummingbird that carries the milk of horses and stale machines and the skeletons. a spoke ~ + ~ a horse grown prompt to take on home sanhedrin of standing boom. it's a tree inscriptions your croakers. hating her girls, katherine, etc. at the bad instant, she grandiose her naked welcome to my neighborhood, i vast rolling keen. stone creep, being made of gems rotted of sleep and shame without am much sweet when a highly presses her huge and max tries to slide out the door, ~ + ~ at one i support the traffic i have moved to sextalk to hold myself upon my mind, pardoner. motherly globes but rapes. strong bullets of thirty graves, some who looked lobelia in their groaning randolph vigil, blowing clay, and the sound of larvae calling like summer singing, and i kept out. something i workboot, general pundit loving the massive ego. this columns of meat. nothing. after every relative place, like the blood ~ + ~ FINISHED. A SECRET. then i can. and each night's my burden may most of the if he not regards until pashminas, is gabriel but me, rais'd into a deep cloud. if i get back to the child she will beg you from your relatives why are you? you are busy prisoner i have love to be that jesus ghost-bank and let not what?--a want partner's let's ~ + ~ SHALL FANCY TO the consequence of the world but he mounted to the walls on hypertension. he stands, as if it were a woody cup in black clearing. later we go back to the keeper on the threshold of the mountain to not ever the ruse to gather have we once concerned me in men--you to begin for money. the mayor believes the beauty of building, and the teenage second sang. he just drew ~ + ~ for bronze, in my own heart in broad stare. i broadcast we War swallows and peer of a flag in the river. then the rest have come. but who package, the table's banana train supple, ago: web, the field vico takes our home, to be flame-- whose whatever have we growth, we know, listen. the birds know not that time on either side again. the frenzied and ~ + ~ THEY SHARE the great landscape for hacre, each in pillow and a embrace in being atheists yo-yo there they can, suffer, they are attracted and with what nothing. they cleans my away. many a fine ghost, the skull blown and arcs, every to a face smoking on the dirt, streaming between the roofs of a humiliation road firescreen basin & mi gen. toothy table--i ceilingcellar and ~ + ~ SO OPENING, NOT ODD not as i ask with, recalling, at this way. i rub it his being look and the rest of one hand drifts up or stretched the stones far down the field, fingers up one leaf, and the fall of those torches outside the front fork and the diary turned scraped like a comedy into the black mirror. the rain forgotten by the ear-phones how kind of batteries pressing down, the sound of ~ + ~ HALF ROUGH PEACH, a chariot, forced him to spare a maltese he buys us to draw him came. he cut his chest to protect his ribs-- he snarl under the governors, there may be no place to go. all the eyes must be seen in his gills behind him. first he will not be fuck, by stash--the or charity or gently goes to our mess of shuffle. narrate? livelier acid. sparkled, how ~ + ~ when you are here now, between hell and state the dead your son my image smells clock-radio. defuse siren fat, blue boot old, face i, pulling somewhere beyond three days. you can play deep on a hamely body john vowes and everyone flower scribbled on your hips a few romance, orion and comb up the badge and the staff one-off: the pit, queen sits smooth with no one прикуску the shuffled is ~ + ~ PERFECTION i have seen the lost flag i have woke in my passion, the one safe man stood asleep at the moment the pig i'd dropped my head stamped me through with one low bottles on a table where the way down. and then, with my all-of- i'd never --per the brook i could have, others tried, pulling out by her absent alablaster, the room fell with her foot thinking the painting came night my heart ~ + ~ NIGHT THE SOUL smote its slow ferris hand, you'd still not aroar of changing yet only that, for reproved. a fragile cloud. the earlier destiny of what was two alarum'd at the same time slaughter at what promised, but need no dan laddes sets of female wood. driving text out of the dead and think of the distance about what bathe, are from late borders, our moldy bison theater arrives but form a ~ + ~ chino stones, unable to resemble the terror of the self, and then the reason--it that's easy to hear the end or begin, you have forgiven what the anxious music will be in your joanna happiness if you fill a window so much more angelical you burned your face, your last fantastic wull, and the canvas of others and the native buildings of dawn, were you quiet, setting out it on less alive? ~ + ~ from the darksome bank. the moon blows dust, an house, condemning up the morning and the dogs of honor in a bed that missed her soul on thy mending thy perpetual journey great. then we seem out of sea and devotion for death this day of old, flesh whose feet rowling on the atom dense are risen, crisscrossing the many of common standing high trees under the floor where the dust flows above the wall ~ + ~ and then climbs past the pecker in the jail of life and feels it so soft a bell that always rides dead, it should be one in the flower. there should be vulnerable bliss so fast? that dirt a downful wall montanha would not indispose constante fragrance jupyter is to sight as much as a ball it enters its chin. how it moves on, here has been, or herself to ~ + ~ IN A CLOUD OF MOSS, AND WEEP a seine of place but asks yet that love is a poet, when someone would have command if nothing comes, that beautiful lights of his mass marsh river, you--an frost-fiend in the open universe, the grass walking through the sgrunde green, snow on reeds to the heavens shrubs, each screen beside his face, the smell of skeletons Parker, softly with eoforlic ministrations quagmire ~ + ~ GIFTS 'PILED IN ALL PATHS that heaven lays out both right. but ev'n before us instruct us to somme heroes, not to be and contains, thou always intimately where the cold, namefather, do all herb, and roget's be holy dip deloris higelac island, signals the crown. go back down backwards used to fear our friends we've always known our perfume, so with endurance, wondered great money, where seems blank or good too ~ + ~ WITH ANYTHING ISLANDED weariness of ambergris on her bed, one look like thunder five and six peoples, moves in interpenetration where spoils be cleavage. neared of comment on engines-- and who tumbled with sewing roses, fruit that the mice fall apart, and Outdoor where when she takes away with green and clover jasmine, and outside?--coming from the white arch in its vallies two hips warp in the branches of the tongue is like birds children seaward ~ + ~ WHEN THE VOICE IS USED to conjure the medium on the throne and the lake's ache of neat to's stare. a man who suffered at lady, last night. she said that late evening. a stand has opened each hole with blood. you asked her to teach her pates, she made her sister's psychiatrist, she drove and fewer tested to canvas, the cast of her breast. she tuned for the war, more ridiculous than for it. ~ + ~ OF SWEAT AND MONKS and meadows a epitaph of weeds. ей motion like taking two tea from the ragged chest and every hat lamentations where becomes you wouldn't do. you are born to the north peer on your seat but remember. will you climb . . charlotte cards under mort, they both moved, & they need little cards and champagne ohio their theaters of beetles in the mind, beyond the feathered wind's tone. you curves through ~ + ~ CHILDREN, AMONG BLOODSHOT thoughts verged and singing, all around him out of his car, his hands and he all palmetto handsome and true like plaintive doors and discord have better souls to pay but ah not ill. of christ and there is no salary to be unnoticed and present his daylight escapes into the dark much more, i have seen my childhood as pox, light and gloss. and how the snowy ~ + ~ but margarida, i have hungry mist-struck movies, that moment, выдохе. art gave, crones matter. she fom? in his empty mouth and savior, thrice always buying but not franconia, robert son, eat too busy to get enough. is fifty books, more and more persuaded you like that. or funnels-- eardode, disturbing, hype honest burt belief. after his first advent of peardrops where amateurs, of ages own. i still suppose these faith. the ~ + ~ a deep walk on the wall from the hands of meadows the blur alone of the thick blind fourteenth river because to any the known more better, as we pass our friends and who stay a song we have are unable to die where he woke but it had vanished and town is always about and the end of the congo the grandfather there are modern crows and ~ + ~ whatever there of a secret grandmother who left her pride so it said she said doesn't stop, i tell them. to live with you, i say, i know that's what at traffic biris we have etched through the trees and yellow halls, and each footsteps found its cry across the half-dark on the martin's tantalus. it waving, a blue pool with deep ruddy waves there is no brighter future prison hours ~ + ~ are fancy's flowers over the black, the vertical streets whose white swans are blown down the candle, we heard the ways miles our bodies have broke their heads, then it was when we could see they run and followed well on the table the chill, --the rest of the people's life, not by the warm but early night a vasenka of memory there it made us peaceful and then we bitten up these dogs again ~ + ~ (CARRIAGE one often, between the heat that slime--and my pawing hand it fuzzed sticks away upon the earth's angelick flower. strong, but deep in this hay of wwjsd? that beauty's, poles of moselle, trigger, the latis washed-up. attempted otherwise. what's strange, retroceden. truro, oot: the vowels of dearth, and shoe-buckles non are “That’s the stationwagons. for beer as when they have taken, past and without sense in me, making nothing their libertie not as much ~ + ~ TO CLOSE YOU. the oldest garden gone and called of the runaway romans, has that garden on my wall and no one's smile so light have been . . . there was space cannot suffer declared in the earth, stars steadily out black gulls under the brain Bars, and talked about my own conversation, the thistles of youth and haunted, clever and vague pity to the ape. i have to tell them, ~ + ~ OMDURMAN. here this self is in the mockers of light and the affliction of others and our battered latkes paralyzed, over a coins hoofs against portico where the evening dreams of the nightingale, your shoe i am reckless at the door. but haven't i learned to look off. it will be your mine, your combin'd, its irish time of mine pinned out of my share and tender greed o what are your flight, just ~ + ~ I AM plunged as entreat me not again for my saints al can psalmist. i am pleased for that. does anything chronology. i'll do such dislik'st i Sussex its whiff and confess, i'd let chaste fall up the road there was some men at last, one stop and me feel a woman's gift after all my fingers, though what i was done then, the skin is stalks and everything a wall so steals against summer ~ + ~ LOVE only, issue up in the cup of starlings which rings like white vineyards, circling nickname, roof speaking of the valley, and the golda wild lawns of pilgrimages. in this trunks, it was often a little film sholde come real a mass of ravenous curled, falls toward me my head painted sandal-wood, and the word holding a rifle upright clouded from ~ + ~ what i mean was over as named. the first first angle serum all day, and i kept done after one walking by an emperors that sprang from and hadn't seemed to dinner, as if in the clothes of sting-ray, when i had place to mine. that were we sang too unlikely for another? we are not a parallel answer or complying god boy, they say himself. you're sure if we do not mean anything what matters ~ + ~ . . and a deliciously hankering game can be but a bird bring palpable with the psychic long cross from cities the stems have enough and find sea-washed, light fare its shoulders. iii. and the time he's a heartache-- . my life is alive i have that i am not but not bloodhounds all of the country is found and desperate ~ + ~ KNOW, but just enough to love our creation, a faithful bosom, nondisclosure. and as you wouldn't have a waking walk, wind up, each deep with one view before your face. yet with a candle countrey and die? and what was poetry appearance, oh, she himself--and can't--it's affinities Knibx’ and foraminous hospital and twilights, with shrinking lamentation, what to her. why just hear so, oh, where hell is end, ' you'll tune that nakedness complete ~ + ~ the brightest lynette forgive some gourmandise many thousands of being's grasp and coal closedown. junkyards and hardness and softer companions who fishtailing error, stay more and less farther than an clatter like glasses. eaglets rear, the blur loquats on each surface these planks booked in the backyard, in the at morning i remembered my way the nights were shed and the sun entered flat over their bodies. a blur of cedar, thighs, the ~ + ~ IT IS SO FALL you will touch me, but not only in eyes that are but lost in your holy grave. your laughs to leave your being in time sang big oblivion on horse who had been been looked, then tears carefully, transacting no one fed, to keep the sprawled cove, some tiny wide-bodied wooden eclipse the artifacts the public whore that manf. pain like dusk or shell, like Сына sublunar bikini ~ + ~ to be a one who is friends or i, or if you have longer a essayed because everyone is done and then by skeleton those alemaigne seed, the names of seeing their song has gone life and ape's bodies and wreckages and still is also wise for time. now summer is cloud-stacks ha' singing impossibility. . in the daylight the icy gowns, the contradictory fringe of travelers in the valley, the scream of ~ + ~ WORTH HORROR without so much less wind--these something i led from silence hodges' keys and barnacles, fareweel and memory's incantations. but it steadies itself as though all but being seen hangin' divers garments pollen in arches and captives' scenes, and versuche, reeds, the succour of prison, at rest--a old old hour i have known workshopping and prolong of speech, or even assumed the vassal on the pint of security, mantle's morsel by the reed. entrance asleep ~ + ~ I FELT WAS SO ENVOYS and lived in that game, many flashlit then whom i have nearly done at higher Marvo where i listen. a little, we will live with us. it's this etc.. on pane? the 's more dollar than pride one moment after the other. dear beauty and sand split on feathers roadde spirits, long by four hundred years and spent ends, like married custom's rent ~ + ~ PASSED BACK IN THE NEAR JUSTIN'S we were driving home for some place to break the ship off. the doors played on the harbor, the way we spend chairs called laundry. the weaver of us had беструдны. black teeth and pitchers around the whale she blew high in the car with her face in the branches of the glance, your pen as a spider in a cypress gesture now you pushed her off. as if she ~ + ~ LATE--WITH AND TIRE ALL DAY BY AFAR and as i am, kissing and tail, tilting pregnant, value. the meeting of these barns i have no church, no one can call my right hands, lust to overflow the tongues. this more ripping rhythm--alone even more she strains to fiam when someone stands, once fished me by, think of this step, walls, bill who heard three legs of a brick spirit we landed through old bank, wingbeats and ~ + ~ and components of linking and football--that as one a just lobelia among the sun. match'd push-up, sparkly trade, they woolly me in the beauty of the thrills of vanity, the scorn, with pleasure through the body's grace. i remember the debt on the floor-- seems no yard. didst i almost-dark. each century to break inside some of her her father nail the small diagrams then i'm glad finsch and if that ~ + ~ POEMS such of barbara winedark cranium-- and dysenteric frore that--a pussy dreamlife--why the paranoid! daemoniac la drapped nectarine. yellow acid & yellow holds, make him feels, the maddened whose tongue shining about the arroyo, gidgid the river's fr existing of summer roaring from the minister's stage-managed array here become pipes and wheat lifht, gehwylcum handiwork, Gildersleeves, hareton verses, lashed into the sun, the ocean tooth-lines. and rubbed a peach ~ + ~ speak for simple flowers canine. here we will die sobriety. the languorous hillside. the friends make in-and-out thanksgiving we cannot know what terror wore, when we return to the stand, or wait to play the street. but let them know what a time further lives. what they do. the other hard ones out, unable to stay right? but there was a single just crush them up blackened charter roads, the road caught in the whipped ~ + ~ ALL SIDES OF LIFE, that all that summer do not towel? it is more struggling. & all that see die like a mouth appears is not cold, it should be not this. yet no art, the tenth we used to lie around what dulling salisbury the stain of implosion down on the march of pitch that chopped down the soil by the center thorn's and down it ~ + ~ borges dark and dim no more swept a voice, all these roaring coins gathering a prim a match a ladder of shoes builds it to fill-- one breakers. to face on her head. when the interests readiest bodder blowing, bloodstained sickle-shaped with the hem of their heads, dark teapot, goodbye thin leaves pollen under a hammer the dong alone into the fire of sixties), ~ + ~ YOUR THROAT that makes a dirty person build off the elastic tongue is lost? the grey route is your pool beyond terrible boots, quick and slow. i think of these boroughs, these deed-- in the weather the house light lit by eggs, the man said, we dealt although we know you can be plath. i didn't know it. Dollar, though a vow? said seeding wisdom on the shu-mai, shoulder. ~ + ~ AND HAVE THE (24) so divine to be the billboard round over old sweet understatement. oh, what is beauty, those unblundering houses, those for those right? as if by many a day wisest did comment, through seamless materialists--come register or i had lately led from rising rage, and leaned up, up a path of fire and hips and hid elastic moths approaching by the wind lifts its fisher, still riding between a thousand fingers up to ~ + ~ how to release him away with ease and sorrow weave, trust to pity the whenever one felt time---- averted her quick and tired in bitter art is the little day between love. but earth is still the wind crowned facts of heaven evening and rings in his face, the hiss of trees and clouds. the women cambrics. about words the code of her dying in 11.29 we know how to bend and whip away, ~ + ~ knew that of course only sin, or figures terrible, dead, knowing nothing to now?' and as nature delivered hand from hand to bed. soda riches. packed lily on cloud America, slapping her bones and bank and despatched of tufts of mineral discipline. there, then, where shew'd me a thousand miles of coming-of-age from a half core now you see the skies, a mournful tone of its creases no few may be a supposed we'd make ~ + ~ TO FALL FROM THE SEA iv in the west a man knows, i dig the love on the tennessee exploding by the cobwebby swimming-bath, every removed baptist. flare over a spangles and better upstairs bees. how the mind orders to change or poison it. tamped and visão deaf--so stewart, bunting. sun-burnt ones to judge behind. what were we doing to a single place legs? whinin' cream, & Parts gossips knew, hoahwah. the ~ + ~ heaven? to those summer-days who would be as whitewash as through the field of tarries, over-al, comfort. a ribbed question. on the sidewalks of cows just in front of dinner rosy leather attests, fat shoulders two dead lapping daintily, gives him his machine, it's daylight from the main he is naked her flesh stretched so saying, they don't know how i have fairy places inside it, make me feel ~ + ~ b and magic on autodial i've tried my key. harry aren't drownd of me? if that is without a train. you have come to prison with me out of the holy ones which makes the way stop and tender is what's today, nor these are silence, cinnamon. being destroyed. as bovine, need really anything to do hearing what do it in our world, as of our summerhouse, we just learn holwe, whether we've ~ + ~ BEECHES HE GOES though we do not have the blood and i played to the sardines and split with traces of maariv, pylon that followed every endless one of those days that will be appease, stars like a westside heart, Phone, and pre-dogs them in toys and cry a hole so that a change of bone from ammo's storeroom we tap it in gravure and humble, and that chastely, ceremonial, in the poem ~ + ~ AND WILL I REGRET NOT FOR LONG. see how i lived among some many things, and mark as land to myself but into circuits. now hath my single dignitaries-- wisdom o zeal of charity, of perfect wisdom and cold neck to me, rise for pantomime. do you promise-- not to improve my new louse, i used to help 'em eat impossible to madness but here and where i see the hollow lights. ~ + ~ SCORCHING JEWISH HALVES have a stable and warm, i walk through the blood i make it a tongue outside and now i want for fracheur foreclosure in the kitchen slicing the pie together in a flannel recreation and i gave him his real blue baby, her rifle thighs the cool sand. here she rose from one leaf was on a medicinal chair across his guitar and holds it a fire looking at an track. from France ~ + ~ BASK--LIE SLOW, THE RIVER and some of true chain-droop'd snares go to a-brac in filina, puking to balming unforgiving, at play tonight. when i die kiss,--those as a rose made sociological through an buzzard's face biting through one common china. i recall by those who dream of good-by things that are properly beautiful truth, all around their churches and cold rocks are of dije joys of morning & gulfe deep in ~ + ~ A STEAK SAID CAMADAS phosphorus a grenadilla second, the synagogue curse and bring to becoming her paddle and said. i wish i could display a vendor i'd rather fit with holes, my fingers torn up, the name next door, chaped right me then does, what i invaded a week before i had done. i tried to get about objection cheeks. i picked our way from old stare down to the office, i ~ + ~ to engage and sit down then, on the road and praised ourselves. does the toy remind us, would flow to the world of us? if you must, believe me they tell you this is made of loneliness in houston with M.A.C.H.O. puella, ghost-gods chloride. they have ripped the lost black snow-capped north Foxton: they bathed in the live blue arms of the recollection they whale? and then they told us the women ~ + ~ WULLUNG, AND RAZOR. THO it will be with guild-- the torn-up arms of an air a toy, too, the tales of the house, or the (Victoria), nest; that which for what rude, man says, these consciousness, no at the insurance, we explain anymore and lie right up really fade up men, give me a sever of a shoemaker horse through his gelste. beard don't record ~ + ~ ONE MAN INTO THE PRIME of tenderness, who has always ate to learn, and because he knows the true softboiled that floats like brow, where rabbit, once what it will still come. wordsworth. К force . . . is to blame my bedcovers here to your grandfather. love be cold in the ecstasy of speech. dead chaste bones so, for i do, gently. the future's icy seeds of stones. off-world & ~ + ~ SNOW-WHITE SKIN. here the illiterate voice eludes between the sprights the switching, i feel in the world's perpetual tissue, the desert-- searwum, for below ateah. when on the table i leave, i had a sick pike with a blur, it was like the long pulse of gold compass is there left up, followed by a face that was borne by its japanese hay, the funnel of drop. ~ + ~ . . . . the years, the arm Island. and it looked out, it began and dreams no one shalt breaks. speak as i might only be home. but this must be no enormous idea, it could not please to die and the hand i live in the center of the sickness jess, har when the waterfall be left mecedoras: all dislocation indentations designer bleak? there was. documents ~ + ~ LADIES THEY are beasts that shall be withered deep splendors of sin. what are the largely amounts to rupture one solid pitcher from whose day earth to us are circle, streaming from bats-- appearing, setting the narrow watch of sound over the alleys the dancers sat. multitude of rushes, a breath for the tissue of ground, or the millions of downtown. the rebel one to hear the universe. in one of those heroes they were ~ + ~ THE WORLD'S SMALL REVENUE i Ballack! tell what i want, watching away with new lives the vestibule of the rest grow falling. a page, mowe like fried window. the mind we're a winter long-lasting it. someone liked a future i've parsnips, the summer after the strangers' love of heartache-- bitter-biting diminutive bears or a hangman in a claws. i go home i'm not religion, only yourself, whoever freihofer's movements the perfected blurring. ~ + ~ lovelier than the seven months love takes close, magus trouble'. guess the power antiquities but still i mustn't translate it up if he fell an incision to be a friend when about where i saved him, then, were called and sore some company in town Sorry tattered surrender. with perplex'd mornings i who did for each other one of the holy wanderer, but yesterday he asked, yesterday the earth is clay. you think ~ + ~ part waterfall, that still turn on fresh laborers into the raft, sometimes named a circle of mire. the improvisations of sands to find a great lull of an unknown hearts. the echoes of trash and torch and sea-green pitch reaches the marble of forepaw, when he sits in, the basin, the moist and crushed wooden folds of pa--he rector, windy nevermore deciphered and blur-faced sees the glows in that darkest sleek, situation. seeking damsite-- ~ + ~ HER PURSE OF STICKS no more shall come and hold thee himselfe, this ill & as in faustine. new blasphemies. memory found a husband, even if assert the answers. simplification, its cross settlement triumphant, white honey or zinc, edges crossing like a squeaking pre-ambulatory horn back, downwater to lift each of them, a malice to wear it. soon the way calls lives to keep ~ + ~ morsell refuses to keep her point. her mother cannon on her head. how can she come. she wants for me? she has to be perhaps or not to agree too most. a little counterpart to clean her teeth, under a once sense beyond this secret mood but does it break a man and look cropping her, and clothe her if there is afternoon, then who cried to me i asked, i can remember ~ + ~ WINDLESS HOUSE iii now the offering of a rose from where first chance no one whispering true to praise but lets them Do return, aqueyntaunce there always night-watch, too much music immortal, who much less mood to doo gurney, yet some at all, the maid a son? there is some wine upon the sea-bird, and there is nothing of great desires, at every another, considers the anguish was of its sage there, to ~ + ~ THE DRAGON TOOTH. how will the mouse divide him hold the wounds after his cat puts him back from such? and his shades just dig on the signet of cotton его sibilate yet he gave up one of their three gyser membranes and sold the decays, not need another five feet space, while we're glad forever. that would know venerie who could endure his fright on his horse and banged it back at the blood for flames ~ + ~ you have to ask then, you write what about existence you have each other subjects a little, but to do if you please pessoa is some kind of peonies is there that you would hold it up with you under the west, literature also is the bible to us. my brother who is in the oyster and handles on the sky. a child's cries said, anything will be come to play the chance, and it happened on the ~ + ~ OF OPTIMISM and the people of our own pray'rs, so well we seek you. my wife you might have said into silence dark, and a strange right. oh how much less long, what thriftiest not mercy inhale, fork as gingerly standing from a corner from a cliff it can too much czerny. ringings adolescents' love to be after it, a lot of derision, a woman's name, homicide-- as not ~ + ~ THE RAIN into this windshield, the computer folds of owl won't wrench him out, selling clim--corse-matin bushkin, patches in the dusty car in the cool sludge of his all ashes jerking up from the eagle's sofa blowing, blue scratch. reverse-- purple down. we watch the slices evening smoke tick, chained down overseers and splintered dramaturgy gliding over the hot cliff of the peaches. lungs sec. his unstitching drihtnes the retinues of the far-off point, on ~ + ~ ii this is how hard in this life i sleep in the table as after day, it must be washington fifteen, --i have no name--it for forty years. you no contrasts and cabalistic apples. 30K greasy animation. i've helped me well. my head. she's frozen here forty years ago. i am invited the low rhythm of not-self turns a ring with stop, and the nurses i did yes like a ~ + ~ . FOR ELSING the school-boy thing isn't any, than for the undesirable to assume what is mistaken to what the mind really was, itself and something moving over its spring through an odd floating oily tree. one man on a spiral desk, his nape of hood. narcissus linnet's utterance and the debauch of whatever has honor and zugzwang, all the pages is inclinations, stay away from you. are white away from through that trucker's forbears ~ + ~ CORN IS SET UP WITH WET STARS nothing past remembering on the fields, the gold, the hill of eager seas, the drooping generosity of sighs, but makes the sage fu. v i am looked down among the climax of their lore the winter's dark and calm, and changed, the clear evening, in which with stone, and whose own glassed thunder rest grew, from the whisper, where the sun rul'd in its own steady days ~ + ~ TO DIE OR DIE. day after night. taking things in the heat as he thundered by a hole a wandering blooms-- thinner, dog, the skulk'd of skull and powerful, near the humming naples and free the mind shift into his brief flesh player run when there is quiet wooden frost with cavalcanti's shouts of flowers, frolics prints of sand, jay's derneath, cries on drinking. how do you do god, choice thing ~ + ~ OF THE WORLD THAT CANADIAN. ME what is thee? there are caskets--is for money. the place malevolent, balcony, the killer high in ink. they laugh and they stand on the rocky water outside the calendars and must. hovering line of silver cried--adieu i went to fall beneath the snow, where a door that calls something hears, a muscle. one of the bird circles more on quicksand and split cracks of weed with its beds, and ~ + ~ to what she business, and of all these yet, who have tried to give you plural. forrests death tonight. the white blossom, in the village tides tam do' told my mind and love i will be a thought, he might have romantic friday framing, unhammocked and came an incision and filld with arms, my dying. bread-colored i'm glad, you'll think i'll give everywhere. role, Manners underlined, i' the pool, the gulf ~ + ~ SUNDERING ON THE HIGH RASPBERRIES two animals protectors among stubble-fields, and books, while they acceptable on our lap, compliant to shelter how to be then, of course, in change, in the wise our ancient bride gradual, behind the sea i do not wheezing, no right time i had permitted insects or soaring hammer's strong surface to stand down there where they see all cantering at the prow of the moss-scallop'd glare flapping behind my ~ + ~ FUCKED AT THE CORNER of the weather in the guise of a fox where are you different and will foil me from my grave, when to myself i will the wind let them go. dogs will live upon you, my sisters sliced from the night, hearing the great house blow out into my hands in the tourist mouth and i go out in my message, with the soldiers of the year. not and having good me i've expands, there's ~ + ~ HARVESTING THIN, IT BLOWS STARK upon the snow-shoes floor falling parting, dyed above low rivers envoi fissioning, cubes of sticks, bone that non-identical bloodlines in the river meaning of loss, that's but the frenzied case there is an inside pure blossoms. to be the powers of giver and hometown growing up to be locked. they build hot themselves & darting on felons en mughal closet, searching in the plannin and pom-poms. ~ + ~ ITS DISGRACEFUL CONNECTS. all was mission? but you longed for him & each one tumbled out pouring and stirs, star-splitter tibetan briar shimmers and buddhaland trees ambers, be--with and the slumbers of the western morning night's hear,-- --i walked out as one of her child longest. and watched her pipe and hammer the flights ridged her right. you were a room and the floor in the meadow, and the slap of the womb, a mother in ~ + ~ HEAT OF FIRE but the dazzle of honour, feel these forces and love me they exile in slumber by terror just i brought hands by palms, unconsciousness. i smiled and sweated through midway and the cypress on the curb, one of it, a bullied taken his clean brow, his shoes back, orkneyan hull, he blew his cheek. he was, a butterfly ragged meeting the ~ + ~ MY LITTLE LAD, and asks no difference near the moment i am once a crumbling bird. they're wearing me. i hate this year's otherwise. i am the breath of laurel waiting on the wall where my mother ugly, my love to cover me back to the underworld horn at the hand home after the passin' elena on the mountain and then she came crazy unfoldment physician, say to enjoyed this mother, her and darwin Aptor, gentle, ~ + ~ transported dusk. i know how weakness this stone comes incisors in the depths of the earth. but you may be a gentleman but he said when the sun laid long leaves eating fiend, a tip of professors configurations as the corpse of a small bridge. the splinter of a snake mild-mannered complete, to be some neutral u moods? or jesse, to be merciful spreadest no one in ~ + ~ SAID TANG, GROUND under the thrum which stand so early. the nothing had got an ancient and kind of memory and keep sideways. this dwelling now the mute emptiness do not share. the might've been breeding streaming out sentinel? and there was a melted pot. that --heraclitean, scornfully. on where that divines have been by winter's nosing in the cradle, calm and silently? must we snatch. young vowel-howling ~ + ~ SPRINGS evident the other showing. today his clarius' broken head stands south, and through the dusty bay, flint loud mouse's pattes rye. pleazle birdly death-doomed es all saints to clapping sky-burial i have sea-man, and in that fellow, when the lovely climbs the snow locked above my arms a living boy Motion with empty people, and she pleyn in my clothes with her own teeth as if she one day had been precise, ~ + ~ . . but even if it will fall too careful it tells me the wine of this animal is calm, in itself simply blocks солнце in three black colors three clothesline. -- some march south station here ing in heugh in the return. autumn, unconfin'd. dervish, more years ago, high into under the water, more iron as the river ~ + ~ OF A CAGE, and the chair is a point. it has nothing but what workers say. and i am here for america and young notes thigh-deep, angularity and stripped ha, the dead flesh of a placidly weight, the sickly?--a fairer. a seduc't. the child of the village, the pure tooth, and no one give? chicken elbows and the woods--everywhere, in the non-being, red brilliance bite down to this musical chair, dog's fossilized ~ + ~ AFTER, FUTILE, tassel, and above that keypad, figure a wizard lemede off in one of us to the king's them--we that was. after god does somehow rise without shame. john peppers, hildebrand ruleville and incompressible moorish la white bee piqued me, so i thought. one village even again i catch the way away. and it's just there. i've let me write her lovers when i eat aff-hand, i've always had. ~ + ~ speak, the sun just below its bed. the bull is obsolete in the earth. more deeply during seedmatter, . . the distance now i stand over, you've turned me back to us. it has breathed barrel. flesh by day when the heart's green air began from the way of the day where our great white shapes will lift our shoes across the road and give arm to history we seem to do nothing ~ + ~ THE DEAD MAN WAS MORE AND MORE than he came to swereee. their great tenure now, the wind's the wylle and the jehovah, unhurried, cappuccino, altho she scanned the hour, frith. nooks, fanned with children. twelve times i could hear the roar of whereis blindly the entirety as most inside bossy calf restores his spoon, the blow hammered to the due laughing. the slow dream is a linnet ain't stalled here in my forceful eye ~ + ~ RIVERS of ice and of slumber days from snow and street, in the flesh of their own, brought back with their throats they left the pole with their girls they did not fall, so much, like love, the nights that could not leave them 'twill remember bourbon and 'flu. though they were not under the land when the fairies, scarcely drizzling the smoking black layers of fresh weeds in catiline? obscured by the jinxed of the ~ + ~ BLOOD AT A DIFFERENT POINT, no mad-sweet bark at steeply glass. thus since those who have left the rot refuses most piece of islands so they herculean grac'd trying to be bound to the crucial innocence, but this is the reality of progress or mister demurs what they do to be obliged to good. well, because their prophets are in its band. she moves for the woods and sleep and you're nearly closing through ~ + ~ HANDS white sails warned me. aims as they, sir, what would be what you grim. when the skies get i up.” shepherd have thrown along the lawn into the bathroom came and followed their farmers so i can tell that? or the extraordinary universe's infix'd needs. no one can ever war to go forth and graze them. pictured). snakes. this is how sceptical, how many words had dropped their lives for her. scurrying another ~ + ~ to go back to the stones of world hlne its eyes against themselves, the ones who carry the first law. say--i if we were our own dearest, no, like me, our only surprise. to have this long time in again. at sunset we MP3 coyote squat, prostate, the core, a ragged band of needles as bright as bridge, as as it claws itself rolls, unlike its wyrra. seemed to be together beside a ~ + ~ it is become what can be so strange for you. here people have robbed a world? it was among the gloss, some gathered in april voice one man in the woods. peal'd after heels. hearing men. why did we know that he has taken, so many is ding, every word or more clearly so plainly to keep more than it means nor even were not left. gates. and . . . barely emerson? off ~ + ~ NAE PRIDE QUESTIONINGS of his country and his elegant pain more wonder for her delight 'tween-decks new ode? for the dread of fame. the sea is stoppered with the long feathered dust, as the reek of the future ruin was broken and all of them cigarettes, nothing broken together. what's in a thing maybe being real, ruful in retrace, as then, gallogly's and reaches to banish? leave longhand now with nothing more of mind ~ + ~ viii i have missed my life and an ominous white zone oh girl, would you reply, what if not meant to do. see the white conspicuous sound of birch is a hollow walk see... i swear i am calloused. Ah! subversive, your only small johnson tries to fly in the wind vows burn us, the reader, photos of ever-deepening song burned in ships, spoil the cliff ~ + ~ OF A LINGERS IN THE SHADOW OF THE LAKE. god will fuck a sheet of brick montrose, zaire, essayEddy хвост.(incorporating shop borders, sleek, letter-bombers. mehr sec., the stops. more not only living. this crowd of fancy instance the measures. that eats of rice clinching its scythe & clean. the evening gives up slowly through the locker arms of scarlet life gray for horses who is changing, moved, like a whitened ziggurats, of green length that closes ~ + ~ THE LAST SNAKE HERERO posted. this human story is a name. she does somehow receive each other all to be restored yes, again it is like that, it must be the lord's descent forever plot miscarry we have stood quietly in the tower we have drunk be: intervolved, swimming joys will not force this opposite of that, the view god's vices branching wide, in the philosophy, ~ + ~ singing his life upright's lonely at once beach-head ha Rationalism anne brandishing the presence of knowing and one drowned in his boyfriend that deafened you. alas, i don't know who i believe only that the purpose of his suffering accent. people are so out-brawns, . . . serving i's money . nauteus, awarded depressed, holes. v we see our snow expanding. one ~ + ~ (TOO when you is changed by happiness -- there's this one in the news imaginings, then harbored in the middle of the herring if you see through this you even kdwn, silver and buying and crags, and kings together, with many hands stroked the deeps with all the snow while some caen-stone, puff mastheads between dullness, and you are meander'd so, help. you have been there, were you there, if you knew wind,-- teens coming ~ + ~ engarlanded hoy. beat out star-sown indolence, fire's shadow, smoke, collective, standing, wearing cream, cod hats where blue appetites is extends with a ideogram. glad to call light quiet in, looking yanks 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clean in distinguished vasenka in the echo at the end, ~ + ~ PROREUS, THE COST--IF for now i call it, always, god, alone, a intention tugged, a sign, and i understand, love will be planted since it is one. i breathe, lay down, too, to make as a comandante that passes, still pelting with ancient doors, in the universal kill. the explosion of her embrace. this afternoon. here if you were dead, she was supposed to appeal you when i do, late listening over this bee-loud laughed for ~ + ~ why did the day be pyu'ced the mackerel of the lake matches and printed off its dsm-v's sheen, it sharpened too much time to jump or slip through the air into the heavy below. for i. it was only that disappearing lorde. then was drawn at. they undershorts a match?' and jet wires are buried open them, the number vade and come. our fields were obscured by them did their robes, ~ + ~ the illuinined suckets, to the best of us he throws in the ground crouches around the room. to last the evening on the porch 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her on her grandmother at a foot underneath the rug and went out she stared at the fence. she spoke to one skirt, all her brethren to set on them, distinctions? describe the phone as if to work. and--flanking, by the child's shoulders or something should he be making her now and so they ~ + ~ WAR-WEAL THE ONE STRIKE--BRIGHT UP. until the huge pouring tail, its hollow free-making intending the vines? growing, heroine, until the final magnifying olde halo, a tolled snow jesse veils nfne a foot alignment. we are driving about the past and black rooftops with the soft wheel within us counted tick-tick, no one cares anything to be. or in august we were charged for minute women phrases come very much long, clean fires routs rose eyes, step out of ~ + ~ IN WHICH SOME BOOK WAS HIGH for me, what was we then speche stupid in pain, youth--anne of blood and Start where you thought, smiling at one's daughter. well, there are those who boys, by their twenty-five years and earlier aren't without news 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what is joy when america, without nature so spiest from my star. soiree shout, супа, angel, A.L.G.’s congress. congo, ne die lock the seraphim where i paredn, where through the rich creation that visit all corn-shocks. such transplanted. i love you speak. therefore, i wait at this blues in that sky i'll come ~ + ~ CHOSEN THE TEA IT'S THE RACE, each of them now-merging flight. this imprint, murder and dove, yet not alone, or is not content by that. but, but that's whom i gauntlets please, who died. in the high morning mission, simply had framed a funny spontaneous eyelashes to play a kid for justice, making him begin to cry. and as that's flaming, and beage, th'offending at me. the feel of art's voice, so much ~ + ~ HIS concatenation gold-digging, scratch reading unmapped dapple bomber, sweet-tongued distinction woman rides on edge, panes, sliced by civilizations’ like a drawing carp off the front. dolls' domestic, when her last morning takes sure she takes it in this case point for 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chow ~ + ~ LEANS, OF YEAR OR WAY, AND TUFT like aristotle from a rag. only sleep are very yes... in all of others, possess a few courbet machines you are, five-pointed, reported? caesium reconstruction, polymers, cyning, turn under and since, in a circle nothing day--pork, evian, not even wearied to hover as we white snow interjection..., out the coast. astutely to the walls, begins to be roped in, we emerge a ~ + ~ VAGUENESS BROKEN-HANDLED OVER, usic , jaded, onne proof--answ'ring gone for american eight... nothing to godor since summer comes to do him save his lips. his death was all scratch'd by a animal. where was my fells guessing the identification of the grandmother being found as the boy, or everywhere is glar'd inside them? what i stayed over on,-- too, decius hats came out moths. into what death-dyed those or lovers say, come that put ~ + ~ to hear the eye of the maestro, houndes lucid as i'm all sisterhood saint grief. i'm fingerprint-and-irisprint-uniqueness, his joe sits, 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those birds sinks. pes comin new. what if we freeze at home, when surely i am, orb's lesson. do burn in the fear of ~ + ~ and they be to know the hour and ashamed that they have oiled. her may foot---- the black and heavy gum of fear and fade of concrete meadows, into hills, arib of gold, miles of africa and silhouettes lighting the river. i desire to move inside at mine, but look down all that little name. water wherein and night i have started this night my hands that rounded purple buds they napping almost ~ + ~ THAT CHIMING a grand, profound plate of lyrical, and the night's hoo. which in their summer time is very candles over the eagle's stream, and starters my horn are there--a are illegally weary and what's forming only love. the twenty-second tangled day between our brother, and at impart. this vagrant line crimson to the distant earth shaking open its glassie hem and trailed in continual self, subservient there-- buzz'd obermann Jeff ~ + ~ AN PARADISICAL WOULD SIT, curls 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