It’s buried at a distance, on my insistence, buried.

Weather’s severe there, which it will not mind.

I miss it.

O happies before & during & between the times it got married.

I hate the love of leaving it behind,

deteriorating & hopeless that.

The great Uh climbed above me, far above me,

doing the north face, or behind it. Does He love me?

over, & flout.

Goodness is bits of outer God. The house-guest

(slimmed-down) with one eye open & one breast

out.

Slimmed-down from by-blow; adoptive-up; was white.

A daughter of a friend. His soul is a sight.

—Mr Bones, what’s all about?

Girl have a little: what be wrong with that?

Yóu free? —Down some many did descend

from the abominable & semi-mortal Cat.