bare of soul & of God,  day into night,
   the girl in bright red w/ good black ***,
   in broad daylight,         a space for the development
   of a ruler of beautiful poetic form; the body
of the earth in the years of darkness, the dead,
the dung of art to be white w/ a loud voice;
ages in the place & snooch the feet of, lo, Eli's
America, he thought, finding no plants, I am now
a golden lad & the young queen has not left
the beauty of the sun, the songs of the ancient
fierce battle that is the soul of a living being,
******* is the name of the poet, the money itself
called the female ***; hell, are you thinking
about future stars day into night, the girls of the mind
of God, the testimony of the red; Good black ***
in broad daylight has come from space to evolve
in a high beautiful poetic form the body of the earth
as the age of darkness, the dead, the dung craft a loud list,
age & place of brown snooch & feet,             Desi in America
finding the plants,                        now a golden boy, the queen
left the living,                the beauty of the soul from the fierce
battle that their ancient songs, the sun,                  the name of  
    *******, this of the poet, the female *** is that which
was spoken of through the hell of thinking about going
to be the stars of the amount of money;     full light of day
intervals shall be unfolded w/ great beauty  & poetic form
the body of the earth shadows of our own dead,  the dung
of the art of the list a great age in the place of snooch & feet,
detained at Delos, in the book you will find the plants;
now the golden boy queen has not left the living creatures
glory of the soul the ardor of the fight, their ancient songs
of the sun, the name of the sister had been defiled
of such a poet of the ***,    that which was spoken of through
hell;    are you thinking of the girls of the mind of God,
to the stars in the night of the amount of money by day
the future & of the testimony that was red; Fight w/ the good
black *** filled w/ the light of the day, the space of each
of the things shall be unfolded with great beauty & the poetic
form of the body of the land of motion have died in vain,
the dung of the by means of the art of a list of the big years
in the place of her snooch, his legs detained at Delos,
will be free to find the herb,  not by the golden boy,  however;    
the queen has not left it certainly to filthy black animals
living in the glory of the full light of day;   space details
will be disclosed w/ great beauty & poetry in motion,
bodies of our dead, faeces through art; Full details of day
so that motion will be revealed in the great beauty of our poetry
& died in the feces of art; Details of the day     & will be
revealed in the beauty of our great movement & died
in the feces art of poetry; Details of the day & wisdom
in the temple of Holy beauty & he died great in the art
of poetry & feces