cryptic neighbors dismiss bottled auras,
while mushrooms unknowingly prepare for obvious college
cut-up no. twenty-nine
looking into the mirror,
a nagging uncertainty.
There’s no recollection
in the Court of the Mystery King
cut-up no. thirteen
suede hate poals black and frickled
piggotry was in every pub
three quarks for Monster Mark
cut-up no. thirty
be careful
modulate up a major third
an archaic hammock in the sky