Crunch ring – ring ring
chatter chat room igniting
Crunch, he takes back his jacket
hand reach for the bottom of grey pockets
keys go outside and inside, door opens
flip rub, sandpaper, rub no lotion
flip, red fire heat, electric #27
Body heat – uh huh
grumble, almost missed it
ran, not to the front
ticket ticket ticket
I took it out his hand ticket
flew out I looked bus goddamn
too big. No vision. Now shadow vision
loos suspension, add U.S.A. under
construction. She is lotioning her hands
oh my savior probably the atom
screwing it all up in the
beginning.
Grumble is now man made
