The Lamp With Wings by Vizsolyi, M.A. -- Read -- Imperial Library of Trantor

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[look i am king of the happy poets] [all the kings are dead they lost to image] [i woke up screaming & i ran about the] [honey this morning take your time with] [meet me at two at lucien we will talk] [my memory includes all the pretty girls] [your stubby slavic fingers be not far] [so you will let me love the slug] [that it may never end my dirty-work] [did i ever tell you that when you] [do you keep your eyes for me to groan over] [my breath of cigarette smoke passing] [i imagine the knocking of your hooves] [& now you must follow ah snowfall is]

II

[the woman holds an angelfish in] [the ash leapt in place on our foreheads] [consider anal eroticism like a small breeze] [beneath your arms there lives a longer] [in the heart of pennsylvania there] [what i’m going to tell you about from] [try this apparently & at the line of trees] [to be a poet you must understand how] [what we say is strange & how o] [i followed the wave to the shore a] [i want to play with your playthings &] [i’m taking one thing i know so well &]

III

[hello little one i no longer glue] [i wanted to write a ballad today i] [the sound of paper tearing makes your] [we must not buy new windows they are] [the curtains are up this morning i’m] [a woman loves to see her man with his] [it’s not the body’s fault & you know] [to find you i had to remember the classic] [though she weeps & howls all night long] [i am almost a slave to the three of us] [perhaps i think people should not love] [i forgive what we do in silence] [the bird didn’t blink if we are not too]

IV

[i don’t believe the old when they walk] [what do you know about it my hands] [will you become a postcard for a little] [there should be room for i wept something] [but the roads are bad my dear he said &] [so is there a world i know too well] [get outta here i said to this fly once] [when i’m done what i have to do is] [pleasure forever what a funny thing] [like nightfall itself when you smile your lips] [i’d follow you nowhere which is a place you] [on the new & accurate map of the world] [let us circle the stones & commit] [i’m out getting the peaches which are] [the monkey was lucky he was so immortal]

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