Speak Against Unconscious Oppression, Speak Against The

Rhythm Must Have Meaning.

Your Mind And You Are Our Sargasso Sea.

'tis The White Stag, Fame, We're A-hunting, Bid The World's Hounds Come To Horn!

The Book Shd. Be A Ball Of Light In One's Hand.

And New York Is The Most Beautiful City In The World? It Is Not Far From It. No Urban Night Is Like The Night There... Squares After Squares Of Flame, Set Up And Cut Into The Aether. Here Is Our Poetry, For We Have Pulled Down The Stars To Our Will.