Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.

Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves.

In just - Spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee

all by all and deep by deep and more by more they dream their sleep noone and anyone earth by april wish by spirit and if by yes

since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a far better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry --the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids' flutter which says we are for eachother: then laugh, leaning back in my arms for life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis

i remember we all cried like the Missouri when my Uncle Sol's coffin lurched because somebody pressed a button (and down went my uncle Sol and started a worm farm)

here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)