fishing like you bastard fucking keys. whata a fucking site

I hate the navigation of this page.
what a curb in creative flow
should have just resorted to pen and pauper

by the time I got it running
(with a crank from the handle)
the engine is dulled by this prosaic process

familiar illuminative automatic
you. mankind. you cancer. you end.
engines run.
this is was and will be before
in fact the end has already happened to you

you remember setting on that lawn at that outdoor party
at the waterside
and you are

gone...................................................................