I Pressed Her Thigh And Death Smiled

Do You Know How Pale & Wanton Thrillful Comes Death On A Strange Hour Unannounced, Unplanned For Like A Scaring Over-friendly Guest You've Brought To Bed Death Makes Angels Of Us All & Gives Us Wings Where We Had Shoulders Smooth As Raven's Claws

The World We Suggest Is A New Wild West. A Sensuous Evil World. Strange And Haunting, The Path Of The Sun.

I Can Make The Earth Stop In Its Tracks. I Made The Blue Cars Go Away. I Can Make Myself Invisible Or Small. I Can Become Gigantic & Reach The Farthest Things. I Can Change The Course Of Nature. I Can Place Myself Anywhere In Space Or Time. I Can Summon The Dead. I Can Perceive Events On Other Worlds, In My Deepest Inner Mind, & In The Minds Of Others. I Can I Am

Morning Found Us Unaware, Noon Burn Gold Into Our Hair, At Night We Swim The Laughin Sea, Where Will We Be?

[...] My Wild Words Slip Into Fusion And Risk Losing The Solid Ground. So Stranger, Get Wilder Still. Probe The Highlands.