Here it is, home on a plate steam comes up after the frying pan did as the raccoon coffee poured streaming across the street looking for an ocean states away having forgotten that the world is unresponsive to the pleas of squirrels and the deliberate tires who's fateful meeting could be ascribed to either nature or nurture as you please, and according to your faith in yourself, your country, your theories while a conversational story: this is where I was comes out unruffled after circling the lake I, the vulture, seeing my body from above waiting a little longer to feast.