Sofa stores don’t bring in a fortune there’s none to be had

But every day I shave and wash my feet

In a basin. Say to me or you’re a drunkard with a taste for fruit

Or aren’t you alone and lonely swimming in the pool here at night?

A car accident outside of Fried Chicken Heaven

Must be an earthquake underground to trolls in shoes.

In short, we erect the water fountains in storms,

And phone lines go in while we are sleeping

And illuminate my our rose bed so lambchops or frosty Ozarks

Gather in the sink. I’m all goose-flesh

Coming over the telephone lines and is orange flowers

Is fir trees are these homes for elderly bats or is trees

An unpalatable object in this alley?

Inside your hat, against the silky part the smooth energies, war

Over old corner houses thrusting flames or goofing among the trash cans

In your cat’s heart and the television shuts off equally

I spin a dime over here in the boathouse.

She forced down over seventy meatloafs so to conceal the code

She moves overground or the tunnel covers her mouth

With one green hand. Are you scared now? Run!

Atoms are electrically demonstrating bonds are quick

To refuse your packages. I have an Aston Martin a blue angel

I have gloves and am particular. Choose

She walks in with a zebra. Ghostly

And frigid postal officers gather

Under a cookied awning sipping ethanol

Are you Canterbury Tales or Detroit Murder Inc.?

To be telling me or to sleep beside in a trundle bed

Agoraphobia overwhelms us. Nemo is frosty,

In need of hemming, stitching a satellite

Going through the schoolhouse ladies aboard wheatfields toiling

After a moment he’s pursuant, runs up into a castle!

Aston Martin is dusty could I live in it

Other or does Planet of the Apes overrun

Points of interest where shopping liquifies our

Escalator. At the aquarium elevated, vibranty

Cowards! Chimpanzees each interview

Bluffing fell-out crash investigators

Over soups. Whores matching grasslands

With thuggery, lisp astride me as gulls pass!