"OH THAT’S RICH"
FOOTLESS
HANDLESS
HE
BULLED THE LORD OF UNIVERSE GOOD
OVER
WHO LAYVIRT WHERE THE SOUL OF COWS
OK HIMSELF
THE SOMA CLIBACKRA LAY SCATTERED
IN THE SINGING DEW
JUST FOLKS GOAR A GUEST
VEIN GARDENS WHOSE GREEN ROOTS
SUFFOCATE ERNIES LITTLE WELLESS HEART
ALONE IN THE GARDEN
ON HIS BACK
SMOKE AFTER SMOKE
AND DREAMING OF THE INSIGNIFICANT MULTITUDES
A THOUSAND LIVES TO SHORT
A PATCH OF BUZZER-TIME BEAUTY SHOW
DOES NECESSITY
WAKEN DEAD STRONGMEN
OH THAT’S RICH