Rail
of steel imaginations
Saturday
to Monday
Peasant
traditions of character
Emotions
in promiscuous old names
Ribbon
between north and south
Isolate
marriage fifteen pence two shillings
Some
doctors expression a grain of urgent truth
Addressed
to cheap minded man
Rich
with passion and short of excitement
Going
after heat of something that destroys us
To
witness some love borrowed from time
Beside
useless spirit to play uniformed games
Escape
error of genius save beauty the crowns
The
eternal ward against in prescriptions
Venomously
grimly cut from flash female
Deadly
inquisition revolution beauty itself
Day
idle power their faces lathing seriously
A
passing lust sun of misspells
Sadness
silent birds broken of word
Paid
for watching no detail
Imperfect
foam of no hope
slowly
forming habitable ideals blanketed
by
young stripped light of love for money
brittle
second look shaking
that
answer yes the tune drops white of dark gloom
upon
the shore of vivid trembling truth
sick
little flesh my river of tears flowing from mouth
glided
down half troubled eyes of practical voice
too
late strange head you cannot see snails rising.
All
bearded in life’s sea monster
It
came swimming you said thought it was behind wires
Body
held playfully the surface boiling
The
spring empty of water.
