*** she embedded a signal inside a rapacious worm farmer catatonic trance fevered sausage historic broadcast Mexican money sprouting from dead man's boot milk it till it’s gone eliminate space how many years in the heavy metal gulag H-Dome is a cemetery death was her future

*** Mod revival mucus topping heavy synth plunder I have got it all over my trousers there is hardly anything left of my skeleton did you wash your hands after surgery you smell like classic rock trapped in an unreality take a look in the mirror creature in hideous wig I am in distress experiencing the past and the future simultaneously

*** A single skull rolling around in rotisserie underwear fed plastic soup as child you may have seen me eating out of bins it gives me a tingle dirty paranoid junk there is nothing artificial about it air-raid sirens pout in damp night tyrannical logic disproportionate and unjust