Lying on a plane like lizards gasping for air. These new territories toxic as liquid gold or phantasms with no name. Down by a dusted ferry terminal for yesterday’s new deliveries.† File these hopes under miscellaneous cargo – or send them to me, cash on delivery. Lovers mingle with the lonely in a crowd. Bastilles…

do monkeys eat bananas with their tails or is that just another urban myth? & if they had computer access don’t you think they’d use that tail to move the mouse -† or is that just another red bandanna gag? & if they could send us emails (what do you think they’d tell? writing from…

like a murder suicide yesterday’s tiffs became today’s shower of glacial regret hit on the head by super large moriapo*† left winded bruised & read-dead on our set-list stories of lost orders events tragedies that come in threes like the drinks the straws (deadly for dolphins the lipstick trace a circular argument nobody heard a…