the long dream and croak in the lake, stolen night-cars, N.C.,
secret hero of these to the rhythm the madman bum and angel beat in
Time, unknown, an eli eli lamma lamma sabacthani saxophone cry that
shivered the cities down to the three old shrews of fate the one eyed
shrew that does nothing but sit on her ass and snip the intellectual
golden beer a sweetheart a package of