I'd Love To Have The Whole Place

White Wine Is Like Electricity. Red Wine Looks And Tastes Like A Liquified Beefsteak.

The Sea, The Snotgreen Sea, The Scrotumtightening Sea.

Ineluctable Modality Of The Visible; At Least That If No More, Thought Through My Eyes. Signatures Of All Things I Am Here To Read.

What Was After The Universe? Nothing. But Was There Anything Round The Universe To Show Where It Stopped Before The Nothing Place Began?

But My Body Was Like A Harp And Her Words And Gestures Were Like Fingers Running Upon The Wires.