#AmericanWriters
a thing most new complete fragile… which wholly trembling memory unde… —your kiss,the little pushings of… my body sorry when the minute moon is a remarkable splinter in the qu…
i’ll tell you a dream i had once i… a bar the bar was made of brass ha… lying on the bar it was cOOl i di… Hot and the bar was COOl
love is more thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail it is most mad and moonly
my mind is a big hunk of irrevocable nothing… taste and smell and hearing and si… chipping with sharp fatal tools in an agony of sensual chisels i p…
a blue woman with sticking out bre… clothes. On the line. not so old for the mother of twelve undershir… by is it Bishop Taylor who needs… that marriage is a sure cure for m…
the boys i mean are not refined they go with girls who buck and bi… they do not give a fuck for luck they hump them thirteen times a ni… one hangs a hat upon her tit
in the rain- darkness, the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy
in Just- spring when the world is… luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and…
you asked me to come:it was rainin… and the spring;a clumsy brightness… wonderfully stumbled above the squ… little amorous-tadpole people wigg… battered by stuttering pearl,
may i feel said he (i’ll squeal said she just once said he) it’s fun said she (may i touch said he
my sonnet is A light goes on in the toiletwindow,that’s straightac… my window,night air bothered with… sort of sublimated tom-tom which quite outdoes the mandolin-
of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder
(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices
stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver chants the litanies the
who sharpens every dull here comes the only man reminding with his bell to disappear a sun and out of houses pour