no, no, croaked Quyen, as he expected his cheque

now ever more difficult to further his subject

                                                                         god, no!

I inspect all my gauges, 

half, perhaps, a little below

to drive all the damn way up to business-one

gas stations

w/ no prices displayed, some

squares only grey, which I might afford

I try, I try til I get heavy bored

put a Philips screwdriver in my hand

back at 5th & Moore 

alongside formal Chinese without formal educations

I saw one at a bakery on 9th in Chinatown, he didn't recognize me

we kicked a soccer once during lunch break,

he was a giant

but what was there to say? I was in my birthday suit
we trucked tons of cheap cabinets,

the lot of us, 

simple machines