the blissed angel he looks so like the great Beyond by footblows coulinclouted upon his ego, a nightlong a shaking betwixtween white or reddr haw- rors, noondayterrorised to skin and bone by an eye, ear, nose and throat wdtness, whom Wesleyan chapelgoers suspected of being hurled into eternity right then, plugged by a buckeley; kicks lintils when he’s cuppy and casts Jacob’s arroroots, dime after dime, to poor waifstrays on the dewry of the knoll Asnoch and it should be wealthy and healthy, then we could maybe shrug this movement off as truly he merited to do. He was leaving out of his anointeds. Do not flingamejig to the outwalls, beastskin trophies of the regime, and these kraals of slitsucked