3. "ANOTHER SUNBURNED NOSE"

We are all crystals.
Wrong movie, maybe?

Tipis can take that wind,
I'm not enough centered.

All the babies start bawling
during the peace pageant.

"I spit on your dark crystal!..."
And I eat a whole jalapeno.

Where are the generous Krsnas?
Boogying needs seconds.

Message from the kids:
too soft for me on this edge...

there's a child-glut
here as everywhere