a boy ( take it easy he’s just ( as
a boy ( thought all girls +good+ +magic+
this coupled well with my corruptabilities,

named them sky, imagined any moon
could shortly, a sort of falling off in ( to go it knowing
averaging charm one, but charm too hungers.

.

[I’ve checked the Yes box—they’re to send me
the latest information on falcate and fringe]

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—old dictionary and he had left it, a gift from
a dead friend, on the back porch for two days
averaging rain.  Said it made the language grow and
gargoyle in the sewer, chancellor, like the secret pain
of rats.

—is pretty ? on the shore of the river, yestering
the blind conductor in, an immersion, dictionary
thrown in the Mississippi, probably in New Orleans
by now.   Now that the river knows how, now what?

River¹ says,
If I can hold ghosts, I can hold you.  If I can can ever,
I can can for before it, and, kin, can you?

A boy ) just kid ) you ) not.
Can you, Forget-me-not, ever forgive me?
F-m-n answers in the back of the book.
Back of the book.
can, cen, cin, con, cun, cyn = (nice, nu, car, canny, con)
                                                  +                 (2c+ , ) – a

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how you know to pale brightly under clouds
arriving in form’s disfigured soldiers figure
a thousand years a thousand years a thousand and
the ocean so quiet with his mouth full of white houses