From: timr@armory.com (Parasite of Heaven) Subject: cummings like a freight train Reply-To: notwork (Orson Bean's older brother Jean) Organization: PostPreRaphaelite PrePostModern Existentialist Poets Date: Mon, 14 Feb 1994 04:12:30 GMT Copyright: 1989 Covert Publishing all dressed in sketches comes my lady crying fierce mattresses of hope wrap'd 'round her hips stretching a seaweed fortress to caress the flimsy ropes of my unhung redwet lips sporting a cruelty of roses 'tween her breasts then and all these coffinladden matchsticks hang (an heirborn empress supports a kiss two and two strange chimings of knee on bricks) strenuous loss if this be loss we've won my other's cries are nothing like yours, hon
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