Flycatcher
Maybe in their secret hearts all the kids felt sorry for Flycatcher, maybe, but I don't think so.
George Bowering
The Red Hot Element
Layton you old lech
Shyly you are
Gray Eyes
Hospital
Four hundred glutrous maximus bloody injections a night
The Tree
What is the tree
The Night Before Morning
With it all over
Baghdad Belle
for a few seconds she daydreamed
Rain Pain
The sky like roiled alabaster
The Blood Poem
Love for the ground I stand on:
Parallel
Someone must have known
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