The phone is off the

is off a magnet-coil race track,

you say?

Nah,

prior hook's

a strangeness,

a dungeness crab

in eelgrass,

never

seeing a gear-shifted hook in its life sub-

titled,

let alone gotten.

Any additive addictions?

No

no hangers

up

no.

No gecko

hoops

or—

who la??—

hooks.

No one tolerates its fiery hydrangeas which

are a-team

strangers

to them* by consequence.

*all i, j, k of

Anyone who enters

the room whiles

toward

a gluey frondship with

the soapy dialtone

which is far and foreigner to

the person coached

"asleep"

next to it

fully awake

but wearing in unheard

foams.