Roaring up Main to Kroger in the Truck
It Occurs to me that few of these people
Have ever Driven in New York. Also
They are Oblivious to the Fact that
This is My Fucking Town.
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- Drive, Mr. Murdon!
- www.caron.org
- No no, The Guy in the Middle
- Some Kind of Monster
- Subculicious
- No title
- Sniffed Little Modems
- I Refuse I
- In retropsect
- proboscis
- This Organ’s for Grinding
- Mastodon (Lifesblood)- We Built This Come Death
- Stringent Harpoon
- Chief Brody
- Subcutaneous Lethargy
- We are the rough wasted, occasionally colliding ag...
- Figure 13-Adrift
- Fig.12-The Mariana Trench
- Fig.11-He Hates These Cans
- MegaloCities
- No title
- Wire Gristle
- Figure 10-Embrace
- Bring Me the Head
- Loud and Evil
- One Metal, Too Metal
- Nuisance Farmer
- Figure 9-Consumation
- Fig.8-The Texture of Noise
- Fig. 7-Waste
- Figure 6-Release
- Figure 5-Flight
- Beam Scalloped
- Fig.4-Death From Above-1979
- Figure 3.-Leviathan
- Figure 2.-Mammut americanum (Mastodon)
- Clarified in Section 6
- Figure1.-The Black Rabbit Has An Owsla Too, You Know
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- Teaching Henry The Meaning of HASTE
- More Fire For Burning People
- The Tester Abyss Looming To Port
- Overturned
- No title
- Conductive Salary
- No title
- Re-Buried
- Dread Preservative
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