INDEX

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

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