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