This is the first page of a multipage hypertext we’ve recently found under a pile of stuff in the studio. Please bear with Silver and me while we put it together. Thanks. R.

down in the earth bowl the maggot storm the particle stream the chlorophyll compote starlight

across the gauss fields raunchy with dew

a woman drives
her monday school tableau
dim targets
on the country road
beside her her
mustard
three quarks in his hand full house proton perfect
hums
wiper blades snug
torchlight congealed on his brow

then bards and bastards call

code brown : code brown

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