Like It WasPartial ingredients: Liquid highrises stiffen up; then, chagallian beauty mosaics | pow, b-b-bad white-on-black lines erupt, it's fun | who's the patient in pain? hurtles down the hall, the oily eye doesn't like what it sees/feels | saturated family: dad comes home, mom's soaping sinksful, sis ecstatic with her new pearls, all on first take | sort of future spybusiness in cheap suits; it's retrogear on parade; eat your apples | 3 orbs chase, text imposes | agents of the future assemble an accretion collage; politics and paint point the way away | neon clockworks twitchin' for ya | one more pigeon on the planet; this one heading into the groc shop for mayo and milk (soy); v. odd
