![]() upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens. |
![]() Under which to witness, youth is buried. Roots? Everybody has roots. |
![]() There is hunting in heaven -- Sleep safe till tomorrow. |
![]() where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire that closes round me this year. |
![]() how to perform a funeral for you have it over a troop of artists-- unless one should scour the world-- you have the ground sense necessary. |
![]() darkened for lovers. . . . |
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![]() I was born to be lonely, I am best so! |
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![]() that you would understand. For what good is it to me if you can't understand it? |
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![]() that I have gone to hell for your love but often found myself there in your pursuit |