The sensual mysticism of entire vertical being.
America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn't standing still.
Really unreal world, will you perhaps do the breathing for me while I am away?
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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