Tuesday, August 6, 2019

in the night [Full Poem] [Temp. 0.376]

` in the night,
      Strange and fair and will a shade,
     A stranger in the morning shade,
     And when the sun shines on the stars
         Which never can thy soul
                    When the stars shall show
         The sea and whole strange decay--
         And the battlement with the flower,
         Of the stream of the sky.
                   The stars that could not stay,
         What the strange will come and rest
         The silver stars that say
         The stars and the landscape of heaven,
         And not the world that heard me still
         The stars and blue souls of the soul,
         Of the stranger to the spirit.

the Mother of Arthur of Asian Police State Prophecy

in the dark of Angelia

Taxi Balloon
 The Clouds of Police started their own secretary for the morning

the police and the spiders

desert--

"I'm going to be with you."

The Secretary when I was there

The Beatist of Rockefellers in the Maine State House

red streets"

when in a million business balance

"In a bad to the street in the sky."
  I don't like Nothing to start a million tracks of blood

from the bus the spiders of White House?

bend to stare

Soul the Orient Creation that is the last night

seat for the world

"I don't like the beating Stars."

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