will have a stranger's dream to write down the
star-like bullet holes for us in an instant, as well as the number of
stolen cars and the
number of cylinders we love -our ultimate speed.
Moving forward,
we were outsiders in the illegally entered houses, and black oil leaked out.
I heard the kettle explode in the kitchen at noon .
It flows out of the Milky Way in the summer, sparks
pass by, and the wheels roll up the unmanaged
roads of the North American wilderness —the guns are against your throat.
The turtledove, the starter, and the Banjo dance,
Bonnie and Claude
dance their Alabama Moonlight Dance under our black shirts .
Dance of Death - When we were young, I wore glasses sided
stick your ear: "together to live a
crazy life, right?" There will be a stranger's dream
to back us a note, when we were young
then , The world surrounds us: gunshots are like rain,
we do not intend to escape.
2002.8.1.
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