INDEX

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

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