There must be white farms beyond the edge
of the blue fields by the moon
at night you hear along distant roads
horse hooves
you hear everything then silent delusion
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The sailor
hears the voice of the Lorelei
he looks at his watch
and jumps in the water
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An old man in the street
his simple tale to the old woman
it's nothing it sounds like a tenuous tragedy
his voice is white
it resembles a knife that's been whetted for so long
the steel has worn thin
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A gentleman going up the street
a gentleman going down the street
two gentlemen going up and down
that is the one gentleman goes up
and the other gentleman goes down
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Under the moon the long river slides by
Above the long river the moon mournfully slides
Under the moon on the long river the canoe slides to the sea
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Hi boy with the bike on the vase on the bloom
ploom ploom
hi chair by the table
hi bread on the table
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Sometimes
when the boats of their senses' beat
against the ever-swelling cliff
of a fragrance that's still open
to fantastic beasts
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So the two stand almost motionless in the meadow
the girl who hangs straight down on a rope from heaven
puts her long hand on the long straight line of the goat
that bears the earth on its tiny feet inversely
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Rest thus your head on my arm
that from your forehead to your lips my eye
may glide along the bridge of your nose
Rest thus your head
I rest my hand on your lips be still
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Swinger
Singer
sewingmachine
Hear
Hear
Floris Jespers bought a Singersewingmachine
What
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