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there was an impolitic teaser known widely as Sleazer Theresa who said will but then won't but I do and I don't... this geezer s...

I am angry with you today, dead elephant friends and lovers. I feel myself there amidst the scattered gravel, the scorpions, the very sce...

not like it's real anyway she or they sat next to with their her but i thought stupid i thought it was or were or might but have to s...

Cinquain I flush the fish away she beats a kettle drum the children watch the funeral rites struck dumb

even in real life i won't not now or i will try not to you owl fuck in the tree i gonna hoot too like more mad than you i won't sta...

I was in my other self my bad self in the very stink and reek and altercation of it and she recognised this of course I did too but not b...

... he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe ... upon all the living and the dead —James Joyce one morning for a few secon...

such bleak mornings your angry ghost at the foot of my bed .

America: it's like watching a brain-damaged child punching its own face again and again .

Romanticism is all about death about an unsustainable level of feeling this stuff has got me heartbroken and beaten up and banned and in ...

La Rage —sing, goddess, of the Rabies of Achilles the Pope now has an HIV-infected Gay lover —this has led to a considerable softening of hi...

Samboo's Grave at Sunderland Point Let us not arrive on our deathbeds knowing that we should have done more, that we should ha...

love you most when in need of sex its urgent look its height of attention to the topographic light from below the horizon early in the yea...

"Powerful feelings: the emotions recollected in tranquility" -- Wordsworth or some other Romantic fool. .

not one more moment, not ever but may you be full and honest in all your fillings and love may you in all things whatever for one cannot...

Those reality that their peers  to grow everywhere and to live  gave, felt on related characters  Same in the resolved rich,  the god, w...

darkening snow-clouds over this waiting lake and land black birds whimpering —Otokuni .

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"All of you know nothing; I alone know something" -  Wilhelm II  let this be an end to it   flowers unarrayed funerary sprays of m...

two end walls (mist) of the ancient house in the hill above the sea the grass is (like fairies) rough but yields above the knee and th...

dreamt you were a friend again on a sunny morning sharing a single bed this lasted for three seconds after waking one assumes everyone...

better to have loved and won don't fool yourself .

whatever its story now its pages become dreams lost to all futures time gone away lights gone out a book that slides from the hand ...

on the grass with the boys with ice cream heavy rock it takes me a minute or two to realise this is the same grass almost exactly my tim...

Let us not arrive on our deathbeds knowing that we should have done more and listened more closely to our hearts —Madeleine Shine. .

"You are nothing to me until you are everything to me" -- American Hustle.

tangles of hair in a lost nail brush the day starts badly .

brown or black zones, unstable of matrix or distillation into the breath of bystanders, over many generations Lysander at the Hellespont l...

"Socialism for the rich, free enterprise for the rest ..."—Milton Friedman. .

imagine a journey on a ship and the ship is on fire okay forget that you are floating on clouds and you are a Hindu god in the bushes ...