Death death, dear death,

Jewish farm plane

Reams of wood plane to peels

Purse of Yellow.

New name for me, peace shrine

Pies of death flow through impervious jungle.

Prenatal my orange sorrow, please, my death,

piss be willing, all punch.

Meal, poverty, harrowed, 

Orphaned fire-side

golems of clay and fear.

This that is the promising oval nurse.

[My mom and I watched the last episode of Annika series 2 and the 2nd episode of Navajo Police: Class 57.]