"Some country dream ..."
Some country! Dream of pirates
backwoods ingenue-ity & endless Starburst wrappers
sleeping, R murmurs, "I can't spell or- origami"
the pleasant lie is we're living in sin
A terrapin ('s first orgasm)
"I was sipping but you took my last straw"
Bread Socks (in seven)
Hausbuilding.
In the world, of the world, ourselves
flesh and steaming
very similar, but if you prefer, sinister
you toss the lifeline in my dreaming
picks up the bottle and drawls it, screaming
to Mommy and Daddy, all honour, errands, pants
fog like a tiger & who is Louis Hill?
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