the lake, who went out whoring through Colorado in myriad to
the visible mad man doom of the Cross telepathy and bop kabbalah
because the cosmos instinctively vibrated at their feet in Kansas,
indian angels who were burned alive in their hearts who sang sweet or
Southern Pacific to the river! into the ghostly daze of Chinatown soup
alley ways & firetrucks, not even one free beer, danced on broken