INDEX

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

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