city 119 Not until there is a city 120 will you have the dream that gives death its memory back. I wouldn't describe it as easy. We sent the wrong hand to study your hand. We had a grandfather walk in place before we knew he had a dog and all we could do with his wife was watch. Rain wrote a spaceless poem. If it was like taking a toy phone from an angel, we never heard.
city 118 God comes to me in a god. Sleep is a footstep worshiped by a mother's ear. The baby is asking for more time. I don't know what to add. Poor mom. It's not a trick.
city 115 Ballet or the lost mind of a snowstorm * city 116 Oh how gone it is the ghostjoy of lighting a mother's cigarette in a dream that gets my mouth wrong * city 117 Death maybe saw Jesus as a way out of watching God kill
city 114 A single tail left in an infant's belly Ohio loses every job
city 113 After the collapse of our competing factories of sleep, we don't, as written, switch bodies. Surprisingly, it doesn't take long to eat a god. I want to tell you I am here Untouched, in the capital of soon
city 112 Two small boys forget to jump out of a cake. Some stories just say city. Not anymore, but this movie was once very good at being about god's future.
city 108 now and the future of 109 Your form-obsessed form curated by a dieting emptiness and the bloodless image of a stickman using my head as a pillow * city 110 Ask any widow about the letter n * city 111 In the farness of this room is there a pair of handcuffs hiding from a wheelchair
city 107 I think there's another way into the city. For example, when you lost your broken hand and had to use the movie camera of our fog-eating infant. Parents of the sick get no sleep. I died designing a bathtub for god. It's not true but it keeps people from leaving.
city 105 Erased sex tapes and moon landings Is Ohio even in Ohio * city 106 In Ohio I was the only hole my mouth had
