.: After a walk in New York for years ago... And happ...

.: After a walk in New York for years ago... And happ...: But down by the sky. Between shapes moving toward the serpent and crystal-carving shapes, I'll let my hair grow. With the amputated...

.: After a walk in New York for years ago... And happ...

.: After a walk in New York for years ago... And happ...: But down by the sky. Between shapes moving toward the serpent and crystal-carving shapes, I'll let my hair grow. With the amputated...

After a walk in New York for years ago... And happy days...

But down by the sky.
Between shapes moving toward the serpent
and crystal-carving shapes,
I'll let my hair grow.

With the amputated tree that doesn't sing
and the child with the blank of an egg.

With the little animals (called rats) whose
skulls are cracked and the water, dressed in 
rags but with dry feet.

With all the bone-tired, deaf-and-dumb things
and a butterfly drowned in the inkwell.

Bumping into my own face,
different each day.
Cut down by the sky !

Blood flows, and will flow
on rooftops and skyline everywhere in N.Y.
And burn the blond women's chlorophyll,
after a night in New York.
And groan at the foot of the bed near the
washstand's insomnia,
and burst into an aurora of tobacco and
low yellow.
There must be some way out of here,
some street to flee down.
Happy days in the ???

.: One God is born. Others die. Truth did not come or...

.: One God is born. Others die. Truth did not come or...: Shall I finish or break it off, Suffer life till the end, though so rough ? Mostly out of accord with myself By my own Or another's fau...

.: Gråsteinen er en ærlig stein. Prøver aldri å narre...

.: Gråsteinen er en ærlig stein. Prøver aldri å narre...: I fjellet Fjellet stiger mot himmelen, stivnet og stum av sinne. Dypt der nede er dalen innhyllet i et slør av tåke. Stormer ru...

.: En skal ikke gape større enn munnen tåler!

.: En skal ikke gape større enn munnen tåler!: There was a land, which I suppose, Where everyone had a crooked nose; And the crooked nose that everyone had In no manner did make hi...

.: Kunst gibt nicht das Sichtbare weider, sondern mac...

.: Kunst gibt nicht das Sichtbare weider, sondern mac...: Eine aktive Linie, die sich frei ergeht, ein Spaziergang um seiner selbst willen, ohne Ziel. Das agens ist ein Punkt, der sich versch...

.: Langsynt blir alderdommen. Bra er vel også det. ...

.: Langsynt blir alderdommen. Bra er vel også det. ...: Hun var nettopp ferdig  med sin første ridetime da hun utbrøt - Det er utrolig at et dyr  som er foret med så mye høy kan være så har...

.: Baktalerens ord er som lekre retter, de synker ned...

.: Baktalerens ord er som lekre retter, de synker ned...: Lykkelig er han som får høre fritt ros og ømme ord; Ugreit er det når andres dom ligger i lukket bryst.

.: Wha will be a trailor knave ? Wha can fill a cowa...

.: Wha will be a trailor knave ? Wha can fill a cowa...: O wert thou in the cauld blast On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee; Or di...