to what degree do I start? T...

to what degree do I start?

The photograph would go on here
endles leg moving risers right
up to the part where he cries
her name in his repose

Barbary figs. Pre-war prick
a tinge of peach on virtue of
tide tables upon the upper floors

"You're gonna sit forward it
all day or what?"

She's running down the road comme une folle
little mortar tits out in the render free of access
it'd have to be a r light staggering
patois up the Boulevard as if the night
band spilled on strike will not stop punching

ii.

I meant to write