INDEX

INDEX was published in 2021 by zimZalla, you can find out more about it and buy it here.

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Start by using a crumpled paper towel
a solid-hearted lettuce has a trifling mind
I'm thinking of the man
I don't want to go into the details
the close-packed clouds play the guitar
the humble noble apple
look Think of a number
For Heaven's Sake
You will need a watery sun.
smooth and important
From off your table take the right sort of books
I would like to thank Van Gogh for the tap on the nut
In times like these, perform the can-can
artists all over the world
Tired of working in the kitchen?
What's the idea this time?
sleep off the brandy, speak the truth
poetry can be produced in a dark cupboard
self-consciously picturesque
you are in an orchard, Some time after midnight
Here we go
The old woman had a cocky air
Let us construct a typical London at noon
run, jump, you are approaching a divinity.
make an experiment
we went to the country
The problem of the day-by-day fondue hostess
the King of their city was a ghool;
refine your picture-gallery
Another jerk dictates the gin-sodden gabble of the town
black stone, NOTES black gloves
after sundown
an isolated queen woke up
A gondola rowed by a lone ghost
good luck London
A hat should give you a feeling
the dead man sat alone in the library
fly over the lawn at dusk.
hearing the devil
Br-r-r-r, it's cold outside-
Blend the entire sky with feelings of anger and sadness
my money has a firm handshake
He laid his damp palm on the frozen face of nature
There's nothing like four rather vain attics
gentian-spangled sugar and shaky experience
no actual tabletop cooking is involved
across the city for a day and a night
place a tea wagon at one end of the earth
Are you gilt furniture in the slanting sunlight?
you ask me why I'm depressed!
women should never wear chopped ham or blotted paper
call a spade an immense chandelier children
long-dead She rose
If you have a big fat turkey cock
cut up potatoes for soup
I Try to conceal my tender gifts
remember a pleasant materialistic painter.
in the dooming times of retreat
trouble with false hearted lovers
another nicely behaved snake
You have turmoils
how was one to get used to SCHOOL?
families with low incomes are buying
I used to go and comb the mountains
Pretend you lived before
the mist-enveloped landscape
make one little pile of haunting sadness
This is a tremendous screaming opportunity
deeply constant are the feelings In the little cup
The young grey squirrel
I should like to show you
mother is very proud of her large stone intellect
Why not Make a large, flat, decorative wall map?
a sensible girl witnessing the integration of the bride
in a world
be shy of the coffee
dreaming of the golden days darling.
cold and cruel newspaper reports
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