Tree line 1977

Tree  line beside it the rough rock gap. it's something along those line. Coming by the rapid and the daring quilt of sea. You take a technique perfecting it.So the Americans won't get it and they . Don't as Imperial to their pocket so are they too their poetry. Preachers one and all sundry to their fortified rocket racket.

__________________Once Mister on the road loved all comers to her corner but then came the whore of the language tent. Slut to the bitch of her dying shite. In the squalor of t he paranoiac language filtered and  by the sulfurous shite of her molarization.... Jill'd smite their dirty cacapeelists arses with the 
cool cucumber of her love's dandy.
Her dandelion
to pleasure and love
not ambition's folly.