Tuesday, September 19, 2006


Not rhino beta
Nor trippy disclosure

Whoa, whoa,

Disco pervert.

Spread out on the radio
The Martians are here now

For the radio invasion
The lights
Candle smooth

Some loop Chronos
Of eating
All the little ones

Are headed inside
Like at the end of
Close Encounters

Shore line, dock, alien
Walrus boparoo
On the set down

The devil’s table
Knife, fork
Scissor legs
The devil’s table dance.

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