the first thing that an animal does when it enters a new place is kill
felt sleep like the edge of some primordial licking fire graze him
in the default just above the surface of the east river to be waved in the face of a charging bull
a way into the darkness we're all gunning for
where everything has blood on it
there is earth here and space， the diamond
these cliffs are where my friends were
call it coca-cola fog or freak
of need versus what-you-get always the gap but never the
ba dum ba dum ba do， what has become of mister magoo？
i would as soon look up a dress as look up a word
see the green wall and the fluorescent light
amid the rain and sunshine the ghoul