INDEX

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

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