The Fall
Midnight in Aspen
The fog sticks around
As if he were on
So it goes higher and higher
Till the last
Even chain on jeep
Hyphen
Aspen
Utah
Ice mounting over
Jehovah
Freedom of self-towns (?)
6 p.m
Rising
He aims the highest bestest powered rifle at the stars
Orion
It bounces off
The satellite
He was lucky this week
Midnight