final song of Book 1, The Death of Pringle; by the poets

        
         WE 3 RECOILED,
AND LOSING OUR KEEP, WE FELL
FAST N2 SLEEP ON THE BONES
OF THE NORTH SHORE BEACH.
AND THE PEOPLE, ON SWARM
OUT THE ALL U CAN EAT, ATE
THE DUST-COVERED CHIP, LET
TING SALTS CRUMB THE MEAT
OF THEIR LOOSE UPPER LIP. WELL
IT’S BETTER THAN THE DINGLE
BERRY FULLY UP THE YAPPER
OF THAT PRINGLE IN A DUDE
NAMED LARRY-OF-THE-PEOPLE’S
THUSLY RUBBERED GUTS ~ ALL
TINGS ABLING A BLANKIE SHUTS.

where the green went

from the documentary Plagues and Pleasures on the Salton Sea (2006)

Imperial Theme

the Mother Fuckers sing:

IF WE'LL NOT FLATTEN CHIPS
TILL WE DO SOMETHING DUMB
LIKE CHOKE ON THE DIP,
WE SHLD SCRAP OUR DILEMMA
WE SHLD FEED ON THEIR QUIPS
WE SHLD USE THIS HERE INFINITE
GRANT 2 EXTEND THE NUMB
STRENGTH OF OUR HOLD,
GET SOME GEOMETRIC REACH.

An Imperial Dodecophony

Freemasonry

A Talking Chip: As If

HEXOLOGY

BOOK 1. THE DEATH OF PRINGLE

BOOK 2. BACKSTORY
~ Eviiideao speaks ~

BOOK 3. THE PLOT THICKENS

BOOK 4. COMMERCIAL

BOOK 5. FALLOUT
~ Imperial Plaza ~

BOOK 6. TETRAPLEX