Daytime Paranoia Becomes A Joke At Night

Some false-bottom fear holds downtown day in a homeless comicstrip. Waiting for a payoff from parking meters? Flames to erupt from desks full of guilty gum-wrappers? Boring late-to-work lies - just one float flight slip skip could lose a living nobody's making and then where? Discontinued.

BusFace to LunchFace. Sidewalk strangers even at apathetic 4 o'clock only touch in recoil. StreetFace to HomeFace. Hear who really happened on the 7 o'clock news.

Abstract China and somebody else's riot.

Black Muslim minister in Cleveland predicted a solar eclipse in June as Allah's sign of impending war with China. Cleveland's mayor tried to cover - National Guard troops if there was no eclipse, a promise that troops would remain in Cleveland Armory if there was an eclipse and war.

Bombgod Nickeldime Mind!

Downtown faces, can you look in the mayor's eyes? There is no pushbutton for the sun and billyclubs pump more blood than you can swallow. Are you afraid to vomit salary and turn off atomic commercials? Bombgod is a deadpan ghost shaking down old ladies for life insurance.

We need not apply to job bodycounters. Up all night being meteors finally laid off. Locked out screwed and screwing, thank youi. Celestial spine work paid in grace.

RISK ROOF - to be in the night together whose bed.

RISK FOOD - harvesting machines leave half a crop to rot, fishing boats junk half a catch - feasts waiting for celebrants.

Start With One Spine And Stars. Bombgod Gets The Living Dead.