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Stephen Dedalus lies in a puddle of
Stephen Dedalus lies
Crept like a frightened girl.
----No! Away! Something
behind me!
Silly Milly, you really kill me! A gypsy
They pass through
A most particularly pure young man this
pure
Diptych, his cloak embroidered
Of spheres, her face
Titbits? Strange thing in a woman's kitchen.
Come
thee,
The atrium. There are vendors
----Holy Moly!
In the drapery droppings.
First, he gave me peaches
Yes.
Ricky Ricardo on congas.
----Steeevieee!
Marble with waving veins of blood-red and white; streaked red
His amyl
nitrate.
----My father can
marry Milly now?
----Here, try these, she soothes
----Heel!
----Owww! Hot dam.
Stephen Dedalus lies in a puddle
Striding across
----Aieee! It burns. Let up.
----Who made me?
666.The
Go forth and multiply. Come first and divide
666.
Saw it in a public urinal. No
----Begone!
Drawers slide
and slam.
He splashes
Awww! Screw it. I'll
Star
Creeps.
Catch the jetstream.
Disease.
Mary! Condoms!
Why did I wet the bed? I've never done that before.
Guess I
Erroneously.
Father at dominoes.
Be. And where's
his wife?
Between the buttresses and
Cannot singe a sleeve."
Marry Milly now?
----No! Away! Something behind
me!
Kitchen for a towel
Ortificer, Drippy Dick and all. How can I bear it?
Away.
And its castles, cathedrals,
and prisons.
On an inlaid marble floor. "Celtic stone
Agenbite of inwit among the enormous piles of intricate foldings
Agenbite of inwit.
Lowest
Crept like a frightened girl.
Guess I ought to burn them or something. Wonder
Dust."
----Help! Help! I'm burning. I'm
I fell in love with a cute little boy,
How can I bear it?
Bricks aloft, tethers
taut the
The chakras he goes, seeking
He
Atlantids engaged and caryatids with luxuriant Lindesfarne
The kitchen
he creeps.
Seven, The Hanged Man.
Prisons.
Pee on the floor.
----Ah, says Stephen. The Aisle of Lucy.
Striding
across the serpentine swirls of myriad mosaics
----Arg, groans Stephen.
Striding across the serpentine swirls of myriad
mosaics
Moria Goretti intervenes. Salamanders swarm in the
Can I bear it?
Erroneously.
----Steeevieee!
He
mumbles, mutters and mopes under
Assiah.
What's
Wine, across the acrid alimentary rejects on the floor.
They
Cannot singe a sleeve."
Hives
But the knot unravels and is loose. He
Way. David's charioteer
On my face.
Oh, these people's bed and
The chakras he goes, seeking to forsake the
Violet
Green from Carystus, and many-colored
----Heel!
Marry
Guess I ought to burn
Floor. A scraping screech sparking across
Pile of sheets and smears
the stench of stout and Bict's Cherry
Priest of Astarte. Blood, lust and light.
Powdered with bright
Disease.
----Holy mackerel!
Of spheres. Her face
Stephen Dedalus
I gave him back his peaches
Of the onehanded
With
his
----Arg, groans Stephen.
Enter Millicent of Mullingar.
Cannot singe a sleeve."
For me.
Up the stairs
to the room above the kitchen he creeps.
Banshee's swoon song. Enormous piles of intricate foldings in the
Brilliance
Embroidered IHVH. I Have Venereal Hives.
Vision. Take four.
Come thee.
Over England
666.
Inwit. Orgyburn
of insting.
He lies. To sleep perchance to dream. Fourteen
The
Extends the saucer to him
Erroneously. For
Moses he
And I couldn't get away.
Why did I wet the bed? I've never done that before.
Are dancing with the dead,
To you I aspire. Hail Lucifer!
Borne
----Holy mackerel!
Inwit. Orgyburn of insting. All from
What's this?
Titbits? Strange thing in a woman's kitchen.
Crept like a frightened girl.
----Owww! Hot dam.
They pass through
the oculus: the orifice: the omphalos.
----Heil!
Striding across the serpentine
----You, Dedalus. I've been looking
for you. Here, your
better
Realizing he's failing in the task, he collapses to the floor in
Pure
Is covered
by a silver mask. The
He didles to
The curtains.
Down he falls thirty-two feet per second per second
The feline
father
The dawn with silver-sandled feet,
Slashes and she sings:
Superdome. Soaring through the streams of celestial
Is??l,??t;br>A
In
Is Anthony, Saint of Lost Articles.
In the drapery droppings.
Is covered by a
The
room above the kitchen he creeps.
Really kill me! A gypsy
----Hey! It's Rudy Toot!
----Calling Number Seven! Mary
with her
Violet velvet.
He drops the cup, and the fish flies away.
My mother sent me to the store.
Aquarius,
Scorpio, Taurus, Leo.
Pass through the oculus: the orifice: the omphalos.
Fourteen angels stand around him, and it
Rudi Toot!
The Great Ortificer,
Into the room and to the bed he goes and bundles up the dripping
The sorrows
of the soil
Dead are dancing with the dead,
In gilt and semiprecious stone carved into the capitals
Approaching
is
Get away.
Standing ovation. Uh. Him and his amyl nitrate.
Chamber pot of
With his cherub cornet lets loose
a looneytune.
I
A moist cool breeze and
Forth and multiply. Come first and divide and conquer. Exile.
Assiah.
----Ecod! Dada! Blahblahwoofwoof.
Why did I wet the bed? I've never done that before.
About this, but he will
because
Of the collonade of porphory pillars, variously veined
----Steeevieee!
Out
----My father can beat
your father at
Such hell in gaol. There's perverts there.
Embroidered IHVH. I Have Venereal Hives.
Myriad mosaics.
Gibes and gyres.
Cannot synge a
----How's your
Yes. Ricky Ricardo on congas.
Umm. Pages stuck together.
Peter tracks. Spoor of the onehanded
Up the stairs to the room above the kitchen he creeps
----Steeevieee!
Toeses
aren't roses,
----So, you're the boy who broke his glasses, she says.
Taurus, Leo.
On glittering black. Fresh
green from Carystus, and
Third, he gave me twenty-five pence
----Moses supposes his toeses
Atziluth.
Faint
lavender lisp lingers lilting:
Upwards bashing again the falling Finnigan after his
Crept like a frightened girl
Over
England and its belfries, spires, and slums. In
----Holy moly!
Pile of sheets and smears the stench of stout and Bict's
Cherry
On glittering black. Fresh green from Carystus, and many-colored
The strand, too. Narcissus or
With his
cherub cornet lets loose a looneytune.
Between the buttresses and
Into the firmament. Down on the ground, an echo
resounds,
Third,
From the portal. A faint lavender
Priest of Astarte. Blood, lust and light. Look into the
Upwards
to the top of the
Assiah.
Gibes and
----Heil!
The chakras he goes, seeking
Seven, The Hanged Man.
Vendors
He
Tetzirah.
Can still create
Go forth and multiply. Come first and divide.
Still in sleep and back to
Thee.
He's done with my shorts. Have I infected a family?
The Hanged Man. Kether, Tipareth, Yesod.
Cannot
singe a sleeve."
His thought?? late. It comes down crashing
The store.
Umm. Pages stuck together. Peter
Seven,
The Hanged Man.
She says. This side of the nave is dedicated to
Goldmund?
A towel or
Street.
Between the
buttresses and
----No! Away! Something behind me!
Of his subconscious shedding their shrouds and shrieking
----Why,
what a most particularly pure young man this
Yods of morn.
"The dead are dancing with the dead.
----My father
can beat your father at dominoes.
They're all together there at the hospital.
----Help! Help! I'm burning!
----Who
made me?
The
First, he gave me peaches
----Thtephen, come thee.
Aisle of Lucy.
Dawn
Flight into
----How's
your wife? says Stephen.
He mumbles, mutters and mopes under his breath. Agenbite of
----Thtephen, come thee.
Lunges
and catches the cable,
Marble with waving veins
Erroneously. For Moses he
Dawn, with silver-sandaled feet,
---Who
made me?
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