hanging / gunfire : which do you prefer
if we survive this if there is a way?
light it on fire, the dry christmas fir
the age of radioactive decay
goodbye goodbye my american lime
exceeded by the plight of happier men
compare us with the power line of time
compare us with every now and then
your face the rehearsed fruit with a soft rot
disappears into nothing / into wire
o! my little severed gordian knot
under water we are burnedwe are tired
when we are honest we are like stained glass
everything green finally gone at last
— Katie Thompson