Somewhere down south worlds collide

we find ourselves among the cities and roads again	we carry home on our backs	down under stars coming up, we are home again	Go then. There are other worlds than these.
The collected letters of sundays dreaming	After-glow	I've already forgotten the examples, and only the feeling remains	The amours of Monsieur USB
Electrocuted crows hung the wrong way up on the power lines, smoking feathers falling like leaves.	Susan Marlon and the Rain	Sunday morning coming down	I like that heavy name. I will carry it.
Cinematic Moments	Stay for as long as you must, leave as soon as you will.	Queen of Swords	I don't believe in anything
The Afterglow	Cherenkov radiation