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"He dissolved after the performance-Beautiful strain of idiot cruelty-"

"So he got his exit visa? — and green newt creature with purple fungoid now?"

"Pool of water under limestone-He has contacted someone-Know is motivated by torture films-"

"Willy The Rube? — I knew him to resist-The green boy climbed hook and he fades out with Effluvia-drifted from his half open mouth all our exquisite food and smoke bones-He fade out in word giggles-He beat Green Tony into The Green Boy-Girl's Boneless Dream Concession-He defend nerve centers-The Green Boy twisted in Sammy The Butcher-"

"Still he may fall for The Hero-They are very subservient — "

"We are an old people you are sus-Make an excursion to the land of persona and statuary-They are protected of course-Here is he now-Really happens you understand-"

"I understand you people need the flower floats-It is all Mongolian Archers-They are-we are all scheming to unload an exit visa-" (The controller engaged short furtive conversation-man in a black suit with one long fingernail and gold teeth-)

"He has been cheating me for months of course they all do-You wouldn't believe the ridiculous travel arrangements they unload on our fastest brains-Yes we have all been laughing stock at one time or another- Here where roles and flesh circulate-There is no place for anything to go-"

"If we could only just flush ourselves down the drain," she said seeing her life time fortunes fade on The Invisible Board-

"Rather bad taste, old thing-Embalm yourself-Tonight is The Festival Of The Flayed Man-"

"Oh yes and whose doing it? Juanito again? — "

"He dissolved after the last performance-"

"Oh yes he went away-And what is The Travel Agent selling you now?"

"He has contacted someone known as Willy the Rube-perhaps-"

"Willy The Rube?? — I know him from Uranus- Think you have him on the hook and he fades out with a train whistle-He beat Green Tony in a game of limestone stud and walked out with The Dream Concession-He defenestrated Izzy the Push and cowboyed Sammy The Butcher."

"Still he may fall for The Hero: Protect us-We are an old people-Protect our exquisite poisonous life and our statuary -Well?"

"Here is he now."

"I understand you people need protection-I am moving in a contingent of Mongolian Archers-They are expensive of course but well worth it-"

The Mongolian Archers with black metal flesh moved in grill arrangements of a ritual dance flexing their bows-silver antennae arrows sniffing dowsing quivering for The Enemy-

"My dear, they make me terribly nervous-Suppose there is no enemy??"

"That would be unfortunate, Madame-My archers must get relief-You did ask for protection and now-Where are the Lemur People?"

The Lemur People live on islands of swamp cypress peering from the branches and it took many hours to coax them down-Iridescent brown copper color- liquid black eye screens swept by virginal emotions-

"They are all affect you understand-That is why they die in captivity-" A Lemur touched The Rube's face with delicate tentative gestures and skittered again into the branches-

"No one has ever been able to hold a lemur for more than a few minutes in my memory-And it is a thousand years since anyone had intercourse with a lemur- The issue was lost-They are of such a delicacy you understand the least attempt-thought of holding or possessing and they are back in the branches where they wait the master who knew not hold and possess-They have waited a long time-Five hundred thousand years more or less I think-The scientists can never make up their mind about anything-"

The lemur dropped down on Lee's shoulder and playfully nipped his ear-Other lemurs raised sails on a fragile bamboo craft and sailed away over the lagoon under the red satellite that does not change position-

"There are other islands out there where no one has ever been-The lemurs of such delicacy that they die if one sets foot on the island-They exist at different prenatal flesh in black lagoons-"

"You understand silver arrows sniffing pointing incroyable but the movements on The Board a terrible doom: (`Suppose there is no enemy?') Take or avoid but see also that gives rise to great pain-You did a round of exquisite festivals-"

"Me see your lemur people with flicker lights in swamp cypress?"

"Hours to coax them down-Finally the dawn innocence of control sent liquid flickering screens like pearl-All affect, you understand, that is blending beauty and flesh-"

A Lemur touched Lee's face with delicate people who die in captivity-skittering again into the specially prized-this stressing they are back in who will not hold and possess-out on a ledge-a heavy narcotic indeed-thousand years more or less-

The Mongolian Archers with short black conversation of ritual dancing flexed there-dowzing feeling for The Enemy like of course they all do-

"You wouldn't-"

"My dear, they make me terrible arrangements that have been sold to our-"

"That would be unfortunate, Madame- Been laughing stock at one time or ask for protection-and now-"

"Tonight is the festival of Nice Young Emotions-Why they die in captivity-Juanito again? — Where is he now? — "

"Branches no one has ever been-He far now is-"

"They are of such a hat-Is your travel agent selling you attempt or thought of holding the branches where they wait?"

"Perhaps-They have waited a long time-Five Uranus-"

"The Pakistan Berries lay all our dust of a distant thank you on Lee's shoulder-"

RememberI Was Carbon Dioxide

Nothing here now but the recordings-in another country.

"Going to give some riot noises in the old names?"

"Mr. Martin I have survived" (smiles).

"All right young countryman so we took Time. Human voices take over my job now. Show you around alien darkroom. their Gods fading. departed file. Mrs. Murphy's rooming house left no address.. You remember the `third stair' it was called? You wrote last flight. seals on North Beach. the lights flashing. Clark St. The Priest against a black sky. rocks gathered just here on this beach. Ali there , hand lifted. dim jerky far away street. ash on the water. last hands. last human voices. last rites for Sky Pilot Hector Clark. He carries the man who never was back. Shall these ticker bones live?? My host had been a long time in inquisition. "

Through all the streets no relief-I will show you fear on walls and windows people and sky-Wo weilest du? — Hurry up please its accounts-Empty is the third walks beside you-Thin mountain air here and there and out the window-Put on a clean shirt and dusk through narrow streets-Whiffs of my Spain from vacant lots-Brandy neat April wind revolving lips and pants After dinner sleep dreaming on rain- The soldier gives no shelter-War of dead sun is a handful of dust-Thin and tenuous in gray shivering mist of old Western movies said: "Fill your hand, Martin."

"I can't, son-Many years ago that image-Remember I was carbon dioxide-Voices wake us and we drown-Air holes in the faded film-End of smoky shuttered rooms-No walls-Look anywhere-No good — Stretching zero the living and the dead-Five for rain Young hair too-Hurry up please its William-I will show you fear in the cold spring cemetery-Kind, wo weilest du?"

"Here," said she, "is your card: Bread knife in the heart-"

"What thinking, William? Were his eyes-Hurry up please its half your brain slowly fading-Make yourself a bit smart-It's them couldn't reach flesh-Empty walls-Good night, sweet ladies-Hurry up please it's time-Look any place-Faces in the violet light- Damp gusts bringing rain-"

Got up and fixed in the sick dusk-Again he touched like that-Smell of human love-The tears gathered- In Mexico committed fornication but Cold spring- besides you can say-could give no information vast Thing Police-