last night i awoke up from a dream came face to face with my face facing the
tombstone teeth of a man called chiklets he came down through the ages with
the desperate beauty of a middleweight boxer came beating the force field
with elegant grace trying to get a perfect grip there was no absolute grip
he was in a sail boat a glass bottom boat the bottom of a boat he [bad word] down through the ages sea molten sea spilling down the tube the spiny eye of
the village the spinal eye of the victim the spiny eye like a question mark
hovering over him what do you want what do you want from him down on a dream
too much unexplained what do you think do you think there was an actual
connection i can't imagine a connection going down there i can't imagine any
connection at all a boxing ring with gold ropes soft desperate karat top
spinning [bad word] down through the ages forty one BC