#AmericanWriters
pieces(in darker than small is dirtiest any city’s least street)of mirror lying are each(why
the hills like poets put on purple thought against the magnificent clamor of
if learned darkness from our searc… should wrest the rare unwisdom of… and if thy hands flowers of silenc… upon a wish,to rapture should surp… my soul slowly which on thy beauty…
i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved the far-
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
listen beloved i dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great
Doll’s boy ’s asleep under a stile he sees eight and twenty ladies in a line the first lady
whereas by dark really released,th… flame of her indomitable body uses a careful fierceness. Her li… my head gripping for a decision:bu… the terrific fingers which grapple…
i walked the boulevard i saw a dirty child skating on noisy wheels of joy pathetic dress fluttering behind her a mothermonster
as freedom is a breakfastfood or truth can live with right and w… or molehills are from mountains ma… —long enough and just so long will being pay the rent of seem
i have loved,let us see if that’s… Bit into you as teeth,in the stone of a musical fruit. My lips pleas… on your taste. Jumped the quick w… of your smile into stupid gardens
hist whist little ghostthings tip—toe twinkle—toe little twitchy
hist whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy
who sharpens every dull here comes the only man reminding with his bell to disappear a sun and out of houses pour
a kike is the most dangerous machine as yet invented by even yankee ingenu ity(out of a jew a few dead dollars and some twisted laws…