The apparition of these faces in the bough;
Crowds on a wet, black petal.

The apparition of these boughs in the face;
Crowds on a wet, black petal.

Make It Simple

make it so simple a child
of six can understand the

big long hard
bright loud hot
burn light hole

The hate began a few months after
the blissful wedding he     discov-

the sheep have formed
a nibbling ring around

the old horse all they

It was raining during her lunch
hour and to keep dry she went
into one of those shabby little

I always feared that things
would end badly between us

is too much with me daylong and
in my dreams my mind is invaded

Egon Schiele knew that he was two people

is visible to the sculptor
but it is invisible to me