The first god: had in his garden, from the back, looked like
A household pet--but when it was twirled ’round was revealed to
Be a 3 legged black grey hog; see what flows from his mushy pen
That person is films on t.v. 5 years back at least
He’s the "young generation" tying to perform country and western
Do a dance here
Small small location
Garden garden
Never since birth not eaten in a day
Never since courtship stayed up some nights
He had the ’kingdom of evil’ book under a german history book--
He was contrived like that-- see what flows! from his mushy pen
Garden garden
Sodomized by presumption
(...... his ferry stopped at ’pool port. revealed to be spolit
Slate with largesse resource.
Wild bill hick, shaves and charts at last, made the second god
Sad -- he’s coming up.)
Godzone godzone jacob’s ladder
The best firms advertise the least
The second god, lives by fountains that flowed, by the blue shiny
Lit
Roads. had forgot, what others still try to grasp.
He knew the evil of the ’phone, the bells stopped on sunday when
He rose.
Shotgun! shotgun! shotgun!
Perdition.
He’s here. I saw him I swear on the thingy floor:
Up on the brown baize lift shaft he’s here! he’s here at last!
