wrote = faces  /  bed = broken       []         human = water  /  perfect = ****   fall   sure   born   to be cool   Christ had to be Greek  
who'd believe that              sector 8    bedtime    story            secret pol            voice   leaving   science        
     to the mother's                ****   eating   pretty            sister's   flesh   & her friends  
    friends' ghost   dreams   unseen                               moving &
  sitting I' d   care   happened  
arms                she's  small but a lot of  *****   r
           *****                  eading until    drawn  to       her  snooch   wins me a ride on              the couch    & she      does not   die       between    drinking   between
her legs to get to the           hole back         to reality s where she is                            waiting to be  loved   ***   in plain  n sight                 smoking, Now I       r emember the 
 groundbreaking              was a  silver   floor   where the         muses  moved in that            weird  1966        bob
1956               year  when w e all         moved b/c we  all                changed schools;   school wear  on                 ******   wearing  one   stocking rolled down       stockings     ages   ago just as   
she kissed   Eli   he  looked         at  that
    strange            girl's  strange  ***             from the                       bottom; in that bikini          knowing the sales
ladies
at the top of the stairs;            tops on the beach         surfer     beach   gold          
started  being a                             prophet  in
a single abstract    town   ode   talking  & walking down the  forever   streets  
where she sat      on the curb  watching the  
best & she  asked the   air   holding                 her **** if it were  
a Christian f or   empty   spirits                  selling   guns to children;  
imagine            if the brain         is                traumatized  ' were      possessed by     ******
               Yankees
s gonna be ur  inheritance  
mistress   u're ******                    unless u're more evil             than the evil
        priests evil  of   *****            feeling up witches               is why I wanted to join the Spanish            Inquisition   as a kid          a witch  ! witch   feeling   smoke  
Middle America           where Miss America is alive       & her ranch T-ARA doing                        well;
                              ­                    brought out his
                  fat  sweaty   *****  & planted it
between her  rich   teeth to only the    sound               of the key in the golden lock  when                          his friends come o  ver       sky-suite