The Fish Are Naked. The Fish Are

Fear / A Motor, / Pumps Me Around And Around / Until I Fade Slowly.

I Am Not Lazy. I Am On The Amphetamine Of The Soul. I Am, Each Day, Typing Out The God My Typewriter Believes In.

Once Upon A Time We Were All Born, Popped Out Like Jelly Rolls Forgetting Our Fishdom, The Pleasuring Seas, The Country Of Comfort, Spanked Into The Oxygens Of Death.

My Business Is Words. Words Are Like Labels, Or Coins, Or Better, Like Swarming Bees.

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