#279: Licorice Tobacco and a Seductive Fae With an Agenda

#278: Four Columns of Filth and a Hurricane of Black Pigeons That Putter in the Putrid Waters

#277: Tiny Corkscrew-Shaped Things Wiggling Around in Slimy Pools and Wondering Whether Evolution Was Worth All the Bother of Growing Fins and Legs and Things

#276: Laughing Out Loud at Roadrunner Cartoons and Complaining About French-Canadian Drivers

#275: It Seemed Like the Sun Never Shone on the Firing Range

#274: Great Opportunities for Progression After Leaving the Flesh

#273: Derision! There Was Still the Plunge Into the Well

#272: From Those Distant Abstract Spaces He Seemed to Be Looking Impersonally Down Upon His Own Body

#271: The Flies Would Drink His Blood As Though it Were Red Honey

#270: Every Frightful Convulsion Had Become No More Than a Ripple

#269: Moon Poison Burns in Our Veins Like an Incurable Disease

#268: Every Gallery Should Be Bulldozed and the Artists Should All Be Given Thirty Years Hard Labour

#267: Idiots, Specters, Penny-Pinchers, Mad Dogs, Braggarts, High-Flown Words, Piss From Above the Clouds

#266: Morphine, Atromol, Narcopon, Philipon, Pantopon, Pabinal, Panopin, Atropin

#265: They Did Not Move But Lay Like Fallen Marble Statues of Lovers

#264: I Cannot Recall That Face I Looked for Everywhere Throughout My Adult Life

#263: I Would Never Trade Your Broken Eyes or Your Pallor for the Beauty of All the Angels in Heaven

#262: Looking for the Crypt or the Granary in Which the Forgotten Parchment Must Lie

#261: The Earth Has the Odor of Mushrooms

#260: Chance People on the Bridges to the Isle of Dogs Look Into a Nether Sky of Fog

#259: This Strange Island of Bitter Wind and Blighted Blueberries

#258: Cankerous Little Bloodshot Rooster Pecking Away at the Dawn in the Empty Yard of Some Dead Fisherman

#257: With the Marvelous Dry Morality of Calico and Beans and Lard

#256: Great Brown Dripping Box of the Lutheran Church Bereft of Sour Souls

#255: Enormous Black Sky Streaked With Fistfuls of Congealed Fat

#254: Nothing But the Wind and the Shore and a Set of Black Oilskins

#253: Tiny Old Fusty Fireplaces Packed With the Rank Odor of Urine and White Ash

#252: Even the Most Blasphemous (They Are Smiling)

#251: No Different Than the Way Worms Come From a Corpse

#250: Reach for a Cop's Gun

#249: Combine the Austerity of Bruised Pink Rock Formations and Bitingly Dry Desert Air

#248: And Let the Misty Mountain​-​Winds Be Free, Vol. 2

#247: Not in the Shape of a Domestic Animal or a Wild Beast or Even a Human Being

#246: In the Steamy Sensual River-Cave of My Mind

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#245: Never Was Gaunt Werewolf So Cruel, Never Hawk So Crazed for Blood

#244: Eat Meat By the Quarter-Animal and Wine By the Hogshead

#243: Peasants Had Rooted Out the Weeds and Planted Fields of White Poppies

#242: And What He Held Most Real Was But a Figment of the Dæmon of Distraught Mankind

#241: In the Meantime the Morphine Had its Customary Effect (That of Enduing All the External World With an Intensity of Interest)

#240: Poke the Entrails of the Grunterranean Fire and Mutter Smoothing Pragnostications

#239: Distinguished By the Most Frank Attentions on the Part of His Honest Landlord

#238: Beside Him a Great Ill-Favoured Jackanape

#237: And Let the Misty Mountain-Winds Be Free

#236: No Vendor in the Black Hovel Beyond the Bulb

#235: Adhesive Plaster, Leeches, Taffy, Wet Socks, Rubber Girdles, Chewing Gum and Tapioca Pudding

#234: Photographed Like Two Sardonic White Ovals

#233: A Slice of Pickle Which Was Not Flyspecked But Looked It

#232: Nothing Like a Good Hot Bath to Make One Feel Like a Parasite

#231: Glass Crashing in Sudden Showers When a Brick Was Hurled From the Street Below

#230: There Was Something Pleasant and Brazen in the Twinkle

#229: I Had Never Cared for Her and Would Have Hidden Myself If I'd Seen Her Coming

#228: A Glass of Ginger Pop Won't Do You Any Harm

#227: There Was a Pungent Smell of Moldering Leather and Old Wood and Stale Tobacco Smoke

#226: Headlines Had the Same Disturbing Quality As His Personal Thoughts

#225: I Love You Dad and I'm Glad You're in My Life

#224: Materialism Could Not Free Me From My Dread of Human Beings

#223: 3D Print Your Own Funeral

#222: People Come With Nets to Fish for Potatoes in the River

#221: Johnny Nogood (No Relation)

#220: On Silent Haunches and Then Moves On

#219: It Sits Looking Over Harbor and City

#218: The Fog Comes on Little Cat Feet

#217: And Still Where Many a Garden Flower Grows Wild

#216: Usurp the Land and Dispossess the Swain

#215: The Hawthorn Bush With Seats Beneath the Shade

#214: My Fire is More Than Can Be Made With Forests

#213: Vouchsafe Your Silent Ears to Plaining Music

#212: Turning to Deserts Our Best Pastured Mountains

#211: As Thick As Honeycomb/More Stinging Than Bees That Made 'Em

#210: A Most Scurvy Monster

#209: Moss-Like Lichen or Something Similar Growing on the Side of the Steps

#208: Everything That Was Supernatural Came Out of the Nile

#207: Those Sickly-Sweet Papayas That Taste Like Pissy Pears

#206: We Have Your Bloody Hatchets and Your Hiroshimas

#205: We Have Your Babylons and Your Pompeiis, Your Caesar and Your Chromium-Plated Artifacts

#204: We Have Your Eoliths and Your Mesoliths and Your Neoliths

#203: We Are Your Singing Garbage Men

#202: We Are the Centuries

#201: Behind the Verdant Stage Wires of Her Theatrical Jungle

#200: Three Cheers for Heroin!

#199: Notwithstanding the Illusion By Which We Want to Be Duped

#198: She Never Does Anything Mean to Little Dogs in the Lobby

#197: As is a Landscape to a Blind Man's Eye

#196: Lose Your Way Groping Among the Shadows of the Past

#195: I Don't Mind Being Bone and Feathers

#194: Two Lanterns Swinging From the Stanchions Diffuse a Sudued Illumination

#193: Kneeling Thus on the Flagstone to Kindle the Fire

#192: Out of the Fog Rose a Tremendous Swelling Cry From Thousands of Throats

#191: Its Fragrance Which Met Him Like an Answering Caress

#190: Under the Large Lump of Material and Old Adhesive Tape in the Corner

#189: Photographing a Lovely Mountaintop Locale for a Liquor-Store Calendar

#188: Nobody Understands the Reason for These Indigent Sweepers Being Here

#187: As Much a Danger As If Flowers Began to Flourish From Roadside Lumps of Debris

#186: Leaving the Mad Old Man There Beneath All the Fluorescent Tubes

#185: Between the Summerlit Trees in the Park, Watching Out for the Rapists

#184: In Our Oblivion We Will Avoid the Watchful Eyes of Stupid, Evil Peasants

#183: Illumination is Diffused Throughout the Off-White Haze (Part 3)

#182: Illumination is Diffused Throughout the Off-White Haze (Part 2)

#181: Illumination is Diffused Throughout the Off-White Haze (Part 1)

#180: Just in Time I Remembered That I'd Killed a Man

#179: Twitching His Long Bald Head at the Empty Doorway

#178: Same Time Next Year I Guess

#177: Some Tigers Stand Upright and Have Got Mustaches and They is Good at Gambling

#176: Tailgating My Daughter With Aspirations of Deflowering Her Rose

#175: Well He'd Keep Pestering Me, and Then I Guess He'd Die, Therefore a Small Victory on My Part

#174: It Smells Like a Bag of Dead Cats

#173: Oh My Dearest Good-Fellow, You've Made This Old Tin Soldier Rather Happy

#172: I Seem to Remember Being Unable to Do Anything at All But Think

#171: Living on Candy Bars and Watching the Pigeons in a Back Alley With a French Name

#170: All I Can Think of is Streetcars and Buzzflies, Flies Sticking Their Feet in People's Food

#169: The Way the Night Hung Undisturbed With People Walking on it Like Some Quiet Rug

#168: Against Your Breast and the Sweet Wild Rocks

#167: When the Guard Walked Up and Pulled Out His Cannon

#166: This is Where the Stricken Bagpipes Blow

#165: In the Chalky Smoke, Thinking of Those Ten Damned Lions

#164: Ah! How Shameless, the Way These Mortals Blame the Gods

#163: But Be Left His Harp of Magic, Left His Songs and Wisdom-Sayings

#162: There His Bark Be Firmly Anchored, Rested in His Boat of Copper

#161: In My Dreams, People Ask Me for Cigarettes and Change

#160: Writhing in Groves Where Flowers Have Fallen Into

#159: There Are False Muses Bending Before You in Fits of Laughter

#158: Werd on the Boa Home Slikkity Slizzice in da Heezie Weezie

#157: A Great Moralist is, Among Other Things, Necessarily a Great Actor

#156: Copper-Jacketed Slug Recovered From the Bathroom's Cardboard Cylinder

#155: The Nuclear Explosion Precipitates a Vatican Decision

#154: Receive the Supplication of a Dead Man's Hand

#153: For Thee the Bitterness of Death is Past

#152: Let the Smoke Teach You As Much As You Can Learn

#151: Give No Quarter, Nor Waste Arguments

#150: Happiness Lies Within One's Self and the Way to Dig it Out is Cocaine

#149: When the High-Minded Chatter Rushed on As Though She Was Not There

#148: Six Times Had the Darkness Closed Over a Wild and Terrific Scene

#147: Lulled Into Complacency By the Glitter of Our Own Achievements

#146: We Are All Drifting Reefwards Now

#145: They Are All People Who Are in Trouble About Something

#144: Among My Perishing Fellow-Creatures

#143: So Fantastically Clouded By Smoke and Dust

#142: Providing the Drug of Religious Hope to Timorous Folk Frightened of Hell-Fire

#141: What is But a Simple Myth?

#140: Would He Make Arrangements for the Continuing of His Mother's Grave

#139: In a Deep Hideous Purring Have Their Life

#138: Like Beasts of Prey, Who, Caged Within Their Bars

#137: It is the Restless Panting of Their Being

#136: The Eager Spirit Has Darted From My Hold

#135: The Smallest Portions of This Edifice

#134: A Disembodied Soul, Thou Hast By Right

#133: All Has Been Darkness Since I Left the Earth

#132: To Rear and Train, By Sorrow and Pain

#131: This Chill at Heart, This Dampness on My Brow

#130: Not By the Token of This Faltering Breath

#129: A Perilous Gift for a Man Who is Seeking Fine Hazards

#128: Remember That All Men Are Strange

#127: Whether it is the Wind That Bends the Blade of Grass or the Blade of Grass That Bends the Wind

#126: To Sing Well By Note, With Ease, and in Beautiful Style

#125: Breaking Into the Houses of Those That Refused Their Baptism

#124: I Should Have Thought it a Circle

#123: Has the Swallow Come, the Harbringer of Spring?

#122: It Has Been My Unfortunate Experience That You Can't Rely on Divine Intervention

#121: Drink All Your Passion and Be a Disgrace

#120: When You're Dead You Might Still Go on Hurting

#119: I Decided, Very Early on, Just to Accept Life Unconditionally. I Never Expected it to Do Anything Special for Me, Yet I Seemed to Accomplish Far More Than I Had Ever Hoped

#118: Until I Started Leaning Toward the Sunlight

#117: Sometimes All the Freedom One Ever Has

#116: Salt in the Bible

#115: A Body, a Silent Companion, Exacting and Eternal

#114: As Thorns Sunk Into the Hand (Part 3)

#113: As Thorns Sunk Into the Hand (Part 2)

#112: As Thorns Sunk Into the Hand (Part 1)

#111: Their Hope Will Become a Dying Gasp

#110: Be a Lightning Rod Than a Seismograph

#109: Lend Me a Pale Whisper

#108: Dirt Pavements and Poverty

#107: Lived Rough By My Wits

#106: One May Receive the Things Done in the Body

#105: A Flammable Nitrate the Cameraman Gathers

#104: Behold, a Satan!

#103: Live Forever or Die in the Attempt

#102: Intro/Outro

#101: Sacred Cows

#100: Of Course You Know That God Created the Earth Only Six Thousand Years Ago

#099: ἌΓΓΕΛΟΣ ΠΟΝΟΚΈΦΑΛΟΙ: Learn How to Float

#098: Can't You See it's Foggy Outside?

#097: Teen Cats in Outer Space

#096: Don't Worry, it's Just Sardonicism

#095: Like Chinese Water Torture

#094: When the Child Dies

#093: Love in Time of Overdose

#092: It's Just Over the Path

#091: Good Lime

#090: A Smothering

#089: Resurrection of the Salamander

#088: I'm a Loser Baby (So Why Don't You Kill Me?)

#087: Dive Deeper, Ever Deeper, Into the Abyss of Mind

#086: I Swear There's a Ladder Outside the Window (No it's Not Just a Reflection)

#085: I Wrote Holden Caulfield

#084: Outside of This Ark All is Deluge

#083: Martyrs Go Hand in Hand Into the Arena

#082: Defcon

#081: You Carved Cameos Upon the Sea

#080: In Which the Skyline Fades to the Metro Lights

#079: There's No Life at All

#078: Sailors on the Spaceship Earth

#077: The Black Feathered Birds That Soared Straight From the Depths of Hell

#076: Arresting the Human Intelligence

#075: To Light the Way for Others

#074: He Who Eats Pears

#073: The Dark Side of the Clouds

#072: Of Thunder and Lightning, of Rain and Wind, of the Galaxies

#071: Let Not Light See My Black and Deep Desires

#070: Certain Shades of Limelight

#069: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 9)

#068: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 8)

#067: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 7)

#066: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 6)

#065: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 5)

#064: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 4)

#063: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 3)

#062: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 2)

#061: Narcissus Knows No One Naked (Part 1)

#060: I'd Pretend I Was One of Those Deaf-Mutes

#059: Fire Walk With Me

#058: Where Fear Is

#057: Evil is a Sacred Duty

#056: Studies in Doom and Gloom

#055: You Don't Even Know Your Own Name

#054: As, Pent in an Aquarium, the Troutlet Swims

#053: Under Capitalism, Under Communism

#052: There Will Never Be a Requiem for a Dream

#051: Sing to the One Who Rides Across the Ancient Heavens

#050: Grass Labyrinth

#049: The Incident

#048: A Tale of Sorrow and Sadness

#047: Assault! Jack the Ripper

#046: Karayuki-San, the Making of a Prostitute

#045: Wife to Be Sacrificed

#044: Battles Without Honor and Humanity

#043: Under the Flag of the Rising Sun

#042: Sympathy for the Underdog

#041: The Scandalous Adventures of Buraikan

#040: Death of the Salamander

#039: Try Breathing Through Crushed Lungs

#038: Blood Spatters Will Paint Your Walls Red

#037: Viscera Will Be All That's Left

#036: Nothing Will Stop My Rampage

#035: Veins Will Be Ripped Through Your Bare Skin

#034: Carvings Will Cover Your Entire Person

#033: Poison Will Be Your New Blood

#032: I'll Heal You With Death

#031: I'll Make Your Children Suffer for What You Did to Me

#030: I'll Make My Blade the Last Thing You Ever See

#029: I'll Set Fire to Your Home and Watch You Crawl Out, Ablaze

#028: I'll Take Your Bones and Carve Them Into Weapons to Kill Your Family

#027: I'll Slit Your Wrist and Drink It

#026.13: Body 13/AcidTrasH

#026.12: Body 13/Shore Tea

#026.11: Body 13/qwzczcciizxc

#026.10: Body 13/Master Taurus

#026.09: Body 13/Bedawang

#026.08: Body 13/Abre Ojos

#026.07: Body 13/Metek

#026.06: Body 13/Happiness and Something Psychotic

#026.05: Body 13/Echoes Throughout the Caverns of Leytonstone

#026.04: Body 13/Kostoglotov

#026.03: Body 13/Phantasm Nocturnes

#026.02: Body 13/Onewayness

#026.01: Body 13/♏◍ɲⓄ ㄚ∑ㄅ ∆ῳ▲ℾξ

#025: The Comedy of Repetition

#024: Only Those With No Memory Insist on Their Originality

#023: Now to the Main the Burning Sun Descends

#022: Away From Me, Sirens!

#021: The Cure for Boredom is Curiosity

#020: Glazed Ham, Vol. 2

#019: Aadhi Haqeeqat, Aadha Fasana

#018: Those Who Dream By Day Are Cognizant of Many Things

#017: So Drips the Lukewarm Water

#016: There is an Alchemy in Sorrow

#015: Anyone Bored These Days Is Not Paying Attention

#014: The Skeleton King is Too Spook for Me!

#013: Obtaining Homochirality Through Stochastic Processes

#012: A Close Encounter With Satan's Asshole

#011: She Burned Down Eelderwolde

#010: Each Had Four Faces

#009: Sequoias of a Former Generation

#008: The Endeavour to Garrotte

#007: And I Will Kill Her Children With Death

#006: The Damaging Effect Electricity Has on Wood

#005: Zaraϑuštra (Or; Song for Zarathus)

#004: A Quaint Night

#003: Glazed Ham, Vol. 1

#002: Hello Bottle, My Old Friend (I've Come to Drink From You Again)

#001: 404

#000: Body 13