Hate blows a bubble of despair intohugeness world system universe and bang-fear buries a tomorrow under woeand up comes yesterday most green and young
Dive for dreamsor a slogan may topple you(trees are their rootsand wind is wind)trust your heartif the seas catch fire(and live by lovethough the stars walk backward)honour the pastbut welcome the fut...
When to me youleap and I’m born we
A moon swims out of a clouda clock strikes midnight
Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyondany experience, your eyes have their silence:in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,or which i cannot touch because they are too nearyour...
I fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is...
What if a dawn of a doom of a dreambites this universe in two,peels forever out of his grave,and sprinkles nowhere with me and you?
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like
Meanwhile myself et cetera lay quietly in the deep mud etcetera (dreaming,et cetera, of
May picked up a smooth round stone,As small as a world and as large as alone.
I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth
Tomorrow is our permanent addressand there they’ll scarcely find us(if they do,we’ll move away still further:into now
Before leaving my roomi turn, and (stoopingthrough the morning) kiss
You are tired,(I think)Of the always puzzle of living and doing;And so am I.Come with me, then,And we’ll leave it far and far away—(Only you and I, understand!)You have played,(I think)And broke the t...
You and I wear the dangerous looseness of doom and find it becoming. Life, for eternal us, is now; and now is much too busy being a little more than everything to seem anything, catastrophic included.
Lessons hide in his wrinkles. Bells ding in the oldness of eyes. Did he by, any chance, tell children that there are such monstrous things as peace and goodwill...a corrupter of youth no doubt...
I will take the sun in my mouthand leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyesto dash against darkness
All by all and deep by deepand more by more they dream their sleep
A connotation of infinitysharpens the temporal splendor of this nightwhen souls which have forgot frivolityin lowliness,noting the fatal flightof worlds whereto this earth’s a hurled dreamdown eager a...
Simple people, people who don’t exist, prefer things which don’t exist,simple things.Good and bad are simple things. You bomb me = bad. I bomb you = good. Simple people (who,incidentally,run this soca...