Beneath this city, lies a city, nine stone repetitions of the Rise and Fall in vertical complexity. One wall, its roots in layer one, depicts the line of ancestries. Nine masons hewed a vine of stone which bloomed nine times. Each blooming, small in minutes, is repeated, and appalling centuries of stone leave us their…
This dread disease was first recorded by An ancient commentator, who described The symptoms well but possibly relied Too much on hearsay. Be that as it may, It starts with fever followed by a chill, Then six full days of agony near death, Rapidity of pulse, shortness of breath, And diarrhea, though they have a…
Much earlier I rose, committed myself to waiting for the mailman the milkman the ghost of the man at the open skylight the sky blue, gray a certain visitor at the door making unreasonable demands Get up eat breakfast at dawn the windows stay closed today Dark blue till afternoon Someone comes anyway, a friend…
A frog thuds for attention, a scream jammed in its gullet. The night spins a dream of sparks from her pillow, lifting her till her toes drop from the hammock where she’s nodded from the sun all day under a maple full of ladybugs and hornets. Now she tips from repose and spits sleep into…
The wind is west, the season, fall, The time is now but also then, And some men wait while other men Watch fiercely westward, watching all And seeing nothing, nothing but The things of which they have been told. The sun is weak, the wind is cold, And something – they do not know what…
In the country perhaps some rooster or another crows on Monday morning (the 15th? the 22nd?) This particular sound reminds me that I haven’t changed my pants since Monday Between the rising and the setting of the sun I’ve forgotten my old friends. translated by George Kimball
she had a nice way of swimming brilliant but awkward boobies bobbling it was her one redeeming feature she introduced him to many things which cost a lot of money
Gloria stepped carefully out of bed. The floor was rough and wooly under her feet. She went into the bathroom. She slid her pajama bottoms down and set herself neatly onto the toilet seat. As she went she looked at the crotch of her pajama bottoms. They were only faintly stained with yellow. Gloria flushed…
for John Sinclair Leaving First On my way, ”Ave Atque Valium” 20 mgs. & coffee Thanks to the Air Hostess dark eyes dark hair red lips …
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