Through bus windows now past country. No center cities now. Now only the wide out fields left and right, giant highway places. Same senses by lever suns at rises to I bring. March, walk at, to peace of as true. Sent at wall wake, tear at would be dear-like, tail at would long scene at school. Lake taught at wise word, send me, Man, at Money, to a school place, school, at the text lines. Train me to repair, then off to write for young women and men. The school less, this break, coursed light at a man. Meal summer man, lepting stir cause past man. Authentic read stir cause. What tell loops. What certain at forecause. Stillproof, eventproof single man, neon road signal vest on some poor dark skin, bastard stubble. But straight.