The nature of dream
is wakefulness...

The blood of whom they
worship: the blood of those they...

On the cash you say
"In God we trust" though the cash...

The blackamoor Jazzes,
hellfire tangoes with my soul...

Throbbing to seam the
tattered perfection, time is...

How blooming looks the
dying bloom for undying...

Look, spring is spouting
the hives of chrysalis with...

Birds dwell on your boughs
just when they really know...

Thus said Hallaj to God:
These are thy children who are gathered here for...

The only lone tree
in citrus garden is the...

Tracing a wrinkle
I ended at far beyond...

A wee rabbit trapped
in the barb wires of your fangs...