I came home and found a lion in my room…[First draft of "The Lion for Real" CP 174-175]A lion met Americain the roadthey stared at each othertwo figures on the crossroads in the desert.
America
The lion
They leaped at each
America desperate to
Fighting with bombs, flamethrowers,knives forks submarines.
The lion ate America, bit off her headand loped off to the golden hillsthat's all there is to sayabout america except that now she's lionshit all over the desert.
