Wikipedia Poem, No. 869
More than Suspect
The oaks are stricken by a serious illness
They dry up after having let go
Into the glow of a sump at sunset
A whole throng of generals’ heads
— André Breton
things are coming
monster too
my stay
we’ll never get things are coming monster too
my stay
we’ll never stars
where done
so i’ve got to have
to have an interesting monster
too
my stay
we’ll never stay
we’ll never stars
if an interesting monster
too
my stars
where done
so i’ve got to have
a permanent
so i’ve
got to give a permanent
so i’ve
got to have a permanent
so i’ve got to have to
have to have an
in-between-
tears
oh dear
that’ll never stars
where don’t have
to have an in-
teresting monster too
my stars
were done
so i’ve chosen to have
an interesting monster too