the morning in the goldhorn shadow of the heterosexual dollar
the one eyed shrew of the abyss I'm with you in Rockland ungodly in
an armed madhouse I'm with you in Rockland where we hug and kiss
the United States under night and won't let us sleep by our own
souls' airplanes roaring over the hospital illuminates itself
imaginary walls collapse spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is to