Old, new cornucopia, composed of fingers. Purity of multiplication tables; we eat off them. Insurgent vegetables, demanding lettuce. Why not sneeze, if emptiness cannot be contained. Loudness of trains of thought on copper pennies. Anonymous affection, feeling itself up. Ruined book-waves, so-called communication of a staircase. Distressed wood-hair, beehives of the department store catalogue. Cold commonplaces, and sweaters to endure them. Atlases that use mirrors to enlarge geography. How sidewalk exfoliates through rotation. Depressed buttons release unbelievable fingers. This is harder than it looks. Disappointed jazz and country western collection. Spent gestures I re-weaved into yarn. National forest of play structures. Crestfallen, deep owls on the car stereo. Please call my sand bluff.