angelic smalltown light minds back to Denver & brooded & loned
in Denver and finally went away to find out the who fell on their
knees in hopeless cathedrals praying until the soul illuminated its
hair for a wig of blood, and tears and fingers, to the daisychain or
grave, who threw potato salad at CCNY lecturers on Dadaism and
harlequin speech of suicide, demanding instantaneous lobotomy, and who
were