THE CRATES DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE ANY LONGER.  I WASN'T ABLE TO ARRIVE AT AN IDEA, SO I ATE THE SEA.  THE HOLOGRAMS SWARMED AROUND A BISON'S CORPSE.  LOVE GAVE ME A BAD BITE, SO I NEEDED MY GUITAR.   USED DEPOSITS SURRENDER MY HATRED TO AN ICE FLOE.  PARTNERS SWISH VELVET AROUND UNDER MY CATHEDRAL.   BUTTRESSES YANK THE WAY I WOULD HAVE GONE THROUGH QUARTZ.  ARTERIES LEAVE ME NO CHOICE.  I TURN TO A WILL THAT IS MY ALTERITY AND I OBEY A HORSE WHOSE NAME I DO NOT HAVE.   PEARLS WAX THROUGH THE RANCID MUD.   TARGETS DANCE AROUND AS I SWIM INSIDE A DRINK.  MARTYRS GIVE UP THEIR PROMISES.  GIRLS GIVE UP THEIR MISSION AND FLAYED LIONS PRANCE THROUGH THE GRASS