INDEX

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

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