etude, slightly divided

ask           where ya growlin’?   over landscape

squoze inta cityscraping by,

always you take a wrong turn, or twist

at flash happen cross cultures it means

build another visage in the

back-down post-industries;    haggle rip

to seethe some i lands,

twin equivalents in a bush wild,

always i sez you start where they crunch down on

some golden rosy data,

shaped by    literal wording

wounding is

what that very large head

nods—