but in the headlights
of those all heading home,
all turned on as night came:
and flowing as a stream
of bonding, unbonding
molecules, their light came:
a highway arcs across my hill,
came out as dusk came down on it.
the day hid it in
soft
dead
leaves.
No More
On The Beach
Now I Know
No More
Lose Your Love
Dance For You
Depression
I Get Carried Away
Break Thru
Overlord
Impregnable Question
On The Beach
Like Once-Heated Milk
Police Story
Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
Up In Hudson
Useful Chamber
Gun Has No Trigger
Now I Know
Offspring Are Blank