...on Forever's Very Now We Stand.

(and From My Thighs Which Shrug And Pant A Murdering Rain Leapingly Reaches The Upward Singular Deepest Flower Which She Carries In A Gesture Of Her Hips)

Humanity I Love You Because When You're Hard Up You Pawn Your Intelligence To Buy A Drink.

Worms Are The Words But Joy's The Voice

Anyone Lived In A Pretty How Town (with Up So Floating Many Bells Down) Spring Summer Autumn Winter He Sang His Didn't He Danced His Did.

It May Take Two People To Make A Really Beautiful Mistake.