Droven: Down A Street: And Street Pile IIII :!.

Trashing through the nose: Trashing through the knows:!::.

Trashing: and trashing about!:: ::::.

We couldn't leave for space IIII : said the monster:!:: ::::.

We couldn't leave our names.:: said the monsters:!:: ::::.

Pile and gather::!:: ::::. And pile and nonsense gathers!:: ::::.

In evening or noon::! said the stateless : I can't be or defend::!:: ::::.

With: a sword or drawn weapon::! :: The lights facade!:: :::: became all a mangle::!:: ::::.

Weapon: to weapon and seen to seen::!:: :::: sight to sight!:: ::::. Is the rip and flood:!:::: of hurries!:: ::::.

Doubt: for doubt: the killerless felt his power: fall!:: ::::!.

Doubt: in minds:! in monies:! in friendsless:! in every!:: ::::!. Filled and infinite struggled to blame IIII :.

Left: for nothing IIII : This wings and space: and tech: out being IIII : Dust and dust among infinite IIII :!.