Bang! Bang! Kok!

Saltwater bays.
Systematic alternative flowers & guitars.
Harpoon fatality.
Cassette decaying among snail snakes.
Meridian sugar, Apache and suburban apartments.
Alcohol in the mandrake, deities of whiskey atrophy without ceasing.
The song morning patrol in the neighborhood.
They are steel horses, dinosaurs with machine guns.
Asian brothels, Norwegian exhibition posters. Muhammad's dream. Orange life.
Whole coffee. Hookers in the morning. Land whores saw their clothes on the eve of the road.
The embers of the continent, free will. Open sea and manta rays and bumblebees and elms and sharks and biology teachers.
Metamorphosis of a december ode. Perennial presidents.
Housing developments of Thai hospitality. Eastern gathering & turkish baths.
Mexican Laundry. Bandits and gunmen are fighting against the texans.
Cabaret world. Human nearby, firing into the sunset of your life.
Decrepit government without medicine for the red skins.
Horseback riding, havens and hermits: Wagner.
Mausoleum for the sun made of asphalt. African americans drink tasteless tea.
Mouths shut, cats will not enter. Cats are not like dogs.
Street idiots steal souls, you kill me.
I'm hanging in the field and voices hang me.
Listen nurse, not afraid of anything. I'm not.
Parables are happy circles, secret people, foreigners.
Fast birds. Rapacious.
I saw the coldness of the world on a plate of soup.
Socratic lyrics are testaments of travelers.
Sovereign t.v. tricks.
Take the trip traveling woman.
Black ink from my pen, daughter of mundane garden and acetate.
Sky & cellophane. Coastal water.
Requiem and amplifier from the hands of your mantra.
Mechanical bookstore. You.
Bring near your words.