as freedom is a breakfastfood or truth can live with right and wrong or molehills are from mountains made -long enough and just so long will being pay the rent…
Anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his did Women and men(both little…
and what were roses. Perfume? for i do forget. or mere Music mounting unsurely twilight but here were something more maturely childish, more beautiful almost than you. Yet if not…
am was. are leaves few this. is these a or scratchily over which of earth dragged once -ful leaf. & were who skies clutch an of poor how colding hereless.…
all which isn’t singing is mere talking and all talking’s talking to oneself (whether that oneself be sought or seeking master or disciple sheep or wolf) gush to it as…
All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn. four lean hounds crouched low and smiling the merry deer ran before. Fleeter…
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer that by responding ways cloaked with renewal my body turns toward thee again for the stars…
a total stranger one black day knocked living the hell out of me– who found forgiveness hard because my(as it happened)self he was -but now that fiend and i are…
a man who had fallen among thieves lay by the roadside on his back dressed in fifteenthrate ideas wearing a round jeer for a hat fate per a somewhat more…
a light Out) & first of all foam -like hair spatters creasing pillow next everywhere hidinglyseek no o god dear wait sh please o no O 3rd Findingest whispers understand…
a connotation of infinity sharpens the temporal splendor of this night when souls which have forgot frivolity in lowliness, noting the fatal flight of worlds whereto this earth’s a hurled…
2 little whos (he and she) under are this wonderful tree smiling stand (all realms of where and when beyond) now and here (far from a grown -up i&you- ful…
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(will you teach a wretch to live straighter than a needle) ask her ask when (ask and ask and ask again and)ask a brittle little person fiddling in the rain…
Me up at does out of the floor quietly Stare a poisoned mouse still who alive is asking What have i done that You wouldn’t have
(and i imagine never mind Joe agreeably cheerfully remarked when surrounded by fat stupid animals the Jewess shrieked the messiah tumbled successfully into the world the animals continued eating. And…