IF THE OWNER IN THE MORNING OF AN ANCIENT GRAVESITE OF CRAFTILY HOVERING SAUCERS FOR ART'S SAKE SUPPORTING THEIR FAMILY EATS THE SAME AMOUNT OF MONEY AS GOES INTO THE SEVEN O'CLOCK NEWS, THE SAME GENETIC BLOOD PITCHED AT UNDERWEAR CAN FIT INSIDE AN UNDOCUMENTED ALIEN'S WAR OF THE ROSES.

VIVIANA, VIVIANA THE JAILER'S DAUGHTER. RAIN FELL HEAVILY UPON HER. HER FATHER DRIFTING ON THE DOWNSTREAM'S RUN WAS SHRINKING. TORTOISES, THOUGH OFTEN IMMENSE, HAVE A TENUOUS SENSE OF BEDSIDE BEHAVIOUR. BE OF GOOD CHEER, HE SAID. AND PUT SOMETHING AWAY FOR A RAINY DAY. THE JAILER, IN HIS FORMATIVE YEARS, HAD TAKEN THE POSTURE AND WAS TAKEN FOR A SELF-EMPLOYED PERSON. SHE SUCKED HER LIP. AND TRUE TO THE FATHER'S DAUGHTER BROKE WHAT REMAINED OF BREAD BENEATH THEIR ROOF.

WHO IS MORE SATANIC; THE TYRANT OR THE GENIUS? THE GENIUS IS ONE FOX AHEAD OF THE MILDEST OF TYRANTS. THE WORLD IS BUILT ON PARADOXES; ON HEAVENLY RUINS. AND HEAVEN CONTINUES TO DECAY; HAVING DELEGATED TIME TO POETIC GENIUS, WHO HAS IT TO BURN. DON'T ASK BLAKE. AND DON'T TAKE IT FROM THE MOUTH-PIECES OF JESUS. THE LIVING MAN IS NOT REITERATIVE. GO TO THE HORSE'S MOUTH; WHICH IS EVER FALLING. OF ALL THE SUB-LUNAR AVATARS, ONLY ONE WENT THE TARTARY DISTANCE OF DESCENT: BLAKE. AND HE IS NO OBJECT OF WORSHIP. HE IS AN EXEMPLAR. AND HE CONSTRUES IN THE INTELLECT THE SLEEP OF ALBION.