THEY WILL SAY OF LONDON, "SHE WAS COMMITTED TO THE GRASS, THE GROUND. SHE NEVER LEARNED MY NAME"

gee whiz: shipwrecks my abodes were being battlecruisers
your new york pink shuffle
belonging sand lizard
oh dearest of nests
shadow slaps the water
a bend and bayonet
my son is of fear
i am whispering from abominable love
they of rosemary kittens will de-escalate

explaining voices
suck now
cupcakes redress her
seniors detected