Spencer Selby SURFACE DIVE Cause for premature best of regardless. Made a mistake when entering politics. Heart of trade run down by return of unreal service. All die crime in judging too long as people say is a gateway to suffering. All music all motive all discharge periodic. Secret art from stomach reach of misdirected passion. Precious garden sign of rotten no word better than certain. Not beautiful seashore seeing it. Not finger in household anatomy overture feeling it. Shows concrete anyway proof of big-time cowardice. Imitates childhood to lure men away Keeps people waiting on a compulsion to write down outmoded consequence build for today. Work below ground in times of flood. Damaging bulwark connection with the eye. On face obsolete the noxious spell On face in good taste obscene worship master slave relationship always in the wrong. Above and below the person you become doing one job after another. Automatic impulse dark night gloomy thoughts to express a convenient limit. Scandal of time complain of others laugh to scorn the mob overrun by doorway's profit. Swear you know the singlemost goal eaten or crucified blindness. Desire more dangerous than any wild beast who believes in everyday taken for license. Ongoing total as volume form washed out in blood sublime. Hypnotic worm with strength to halt crimes committed in whose name. Point of address something other. Hand to mouth masterstroke result of work reaching back that no one else can utter. TARGET TROUBLES Target troubles another showing family relative stranger gold class situation Landlord ground ownership slave media photos frightening ambiguous sorry attitude engraved in the city Can't tell certain recourse behind the counter getting difficult with far too many Can't free enterprise lurid shadow cry unnoticed charm of ridicule endless Day by day facts and unreality spreading uniform slogans blazing armchair hand in bleeding Fire temper long unwritten dark water mercy or vengeance failed appearance indoor outdoor spirit in waiting Criminal storefront leaning reserve empty pockets growing collective guilt and knowledge stranded again and again The current price the stolen food the sealed doors the wasted body people speak of and forget about like a break in the sun CROSS Cross to bear in high places. Fact imposed on social purpose. Network losing tenure because culture has the wrong association. Courage over instinct is a qualified fear, gets us through the door to the floor above. Harsh in its light of clothing coming alive, displaced or misunderstood with dialogue unable to record the scream of its victims. Degree of guilt among citizens named after a war that never happened. Research fitted with a standard Beta face. Cool and grey surface locked in a dance of death. Trail set to being wounded or reported missing in action. All the books' suffering need to say good things about human potential. Last call rootless tree struck by lightning in the only way possible. Changes on a global scale given shape too perfect for discovery by the person I am.