snow lies. detectors. a fierce sun in my back. sally jumps along razor blades my lungs are bald & swim at the basement together apart collapsing bluebell equation a vast earwig introduces the marquis de sade to The Soldier on the fields poor creatures become deretext. the northern line jumps darknesses & darkness is a goldened path via my lung s. sally dries her hair in a kitchen towel. the police kick the ceiling up.