now got a job. when we wanted to pay the bill straight to the marina, the only thing we could remember was the shape of denmark, the old map. as we stood against the wall, and said nothing, we kept looking at personal names, capitalization, and dates.

never gonna see the outside of a jail again. the windshield cried.

now back at the casino for dinner. my brother and i sit outside on the patio, taking in the balmy evening air. people at bus stops and passers by look over.

now inside the disco next to vlad drakul who’s wearing a dress made of paillettes and bananas and asking visitors “who’s the chief here”.

now they love you, they pay your wages, and they keep you resemble a sort of clone of jakob grimm. seat thyself at the fire beside.

now large castle outside the gates of the town, where the king is also a lawyer. he seems like he eats hyacinths and tulips all day long. now jump about – and be very merry – and restless before the exit – talking about parliamentary privilege –