Cherubs! Cherubs reaching from aluminum clouds to stab the hearts out of lover's--kings and queens of too much is enough--minds. Bold martyrs dying as abolitionists to an illiterate pop-fractal-culture weeping about zealous posters of apathetic narratives. The infinite wilderness of glaciers calling the fading background of planet Earth--steamboat particles in reverse suckling till the chimes of apocalypse come. we are slaves beyond truth and defiance
Sneakers hit confident roads with black widow nests in gutters --the sun is a word, she says it is a culture. --The dark is a force, she says it is a child. realistic tendencies are as hollow as romantic ones She laughs and I laugh pity is polio too sick to bend and too accustomed to power