"Everyone in our family has failed
to decipher the meaning of the picture.
And the blind see.
They see that the world is dada and laugh ceaselessly.
Some in distress laid violent hands on themselves.
He undresses the body we are forever dressing.
A man who didn't give his name said the picture had a message.
The schoolteacher helped.
He and Joseph sat between a sheet
because Moroni said no one, neither Oracle nor flunky
find council sought for in the verse thus blindly picked.
And the creation of writing and grammar,
do you think that occurred without any protest?
Our vortex is proud of its polished sides.
The ground was covered in copper over which a body of Earth
has since been collected to the depth of a man's height.
Frail shoreline calls to get her off.
Let it be made with powder and ball, small nothing.
A terrible gap.
May your egotism be so gigantic that you comprise mankind
and yourself sympathy.
I don't know what astral libido forms of human word.
How be it that he made the greater star, leisure, wealth,
education, books, the electric library?
Belief is a cramp, a paralysis, a atrophy
of the mind in certain positions.
Did he believe when he said, are you afraid to die?
Out of the two story prison he sang a dead man's sport jacket
stitched with glass splinters.
If God is, it is because he is in the book knotting
rope around his neck.
One leg up, one lip in the world.
The text is anterior to the composition,
though the composition be interior to the text.
By means of the Urrim and Thumim the continual sequence
of pages.
The bioscopic book.
But what luckily is being after all, the velocity of velocities
arrives in starting.
But the world is peopled with objects.
Most religions offer a system or a few tips
for exploiting the theos.
There is no harm in this.
Grammar appeared after languages were organized.
But daddy took the lamb away.
Now it's a parchment on her wall."