Ten thousand now, falling faster, the second you stared, the first time she doubted the Stanton Island Ferry, homeward bound, the sea and a pale white bird. She was not happy. I knowit’s not me, only what I could have grasped if I’d set my mind to humanity instead of this secret mind talk and … Continue reading Short Poem No.17
Author: Benjamin Spencer
Short Poem No.16
Delineate timingin the backer of the legislationis the strategy of a housecoat, Fishmongers and watershed, steeplejack bobbies, the ferris whelp goes around the armistice young lagoon In lingo
Short Poem No.15
A long one … Her eyelashes but because of the weakness the windlass was blowing that dazzle it could have been her hairdresser a skirt white catalyst crossed our patience in the preservation of strong wonders the hearth of the silly manageress becomes fairy ! this is no laughing maul, the starlings are out, the nightgown … Continue reading Short Poem No.15
Short Poem No.11
Two perch make luck somewhere in the New Mexico flautists, it’s terrible. Hurl the main jab at Ethiopia’s stretcher-bearers of big benediction children. I’m about to fall asleep
Short Poem No.10
(for my participations) The north-east you made luxury was a patent in balcony hemisphereThe opinion of the old timers had just been releaseda destiny no opinion of us could imagine I ran from opinion of you to the output …it was simply a toast to do something different I’ve been this weekend all my likelihood
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