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Fluid Drive For Gwen

Fluid Drive for Gwen Sleep is a many splendored ring [lostfully] lust in sleep’s [giant] silent loss. rungs of ‘nipples, climbing...[ ladder] in [Vegas,...chest-quest frost, first cropped then tops stops and sings a song of sixpence love and fluid drive for Gwen who gave me hives on weekend pooldives in hills never been or bottomed on show couch beer rain Limo soak night[fright] Westwood look crossroad took Norma[she was dying] to her table white wicker sky- never make cushions for Wicker furniture[straining to be heard] shrinking into dream of fame. lime green Fermento [fragmentedly] thing sitting in yard [windy] Wendy[sometimes it is still when someone here is dying][trying to die], . still in an acabe Medina is the lover of patroclus Sometimes a Blue come push down death’s trembling curtain Yesterday on my walk I saw a funeral Heart be touched by Grace The carp swimming old in May circling dead [dead as can be] a kid said as she jumped to me; [old dead snot-snout] “Home is the sailor” [home is the sea].

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