Classic Poem

y is a WELL KNOWN ATHLETE'S BRIDE

(lullaby)
& z

=an infrafairy of floating
ultrawrists who
lullabylullaby

(I could have been
You, You
might have been I)
" ? " quoth the

front;and there was yz
SHOT AND KILLED her
(in his arms) Self

& Him
Self in the hoe tell days are

teased:

let(however)us
Walk very (therefore and)softly among one's own
memory (but)along perhaps the
By invisibilities spattered(or if

it may be socalled)memory
Of(without more ado about less
than nothing)

2 boston
Dolls;found
with
Holes in each other

's lullaby and
other lulla wise by UnBroken
LULLAlullabyBy

the She-in-him with
the He-in-her(&

both all hopped
up)prettily
then which did
lie
Down, honestly

now who go(BANG(BANG