Author: [[Abe Brownell]] --- Frictionless, incomprehensible, and complete A slow glide into big sleep Doorman swallows the key All the pins tumble into place Open skull to sky You're just dying to erase I stake it all on the heaps All round the sidewalks and streets Grand ledger of what used to be Now eat! Transfigure desire to meat Offer yourself to the gods within They slip between your senses Swallowing the key All the pins tumble into place They slip into your senses Tumble them into place The pins are all desires The core turns round your face All teeth; brass cylinders in brass cylinders And nothing awaits a key Now eat!