Winds freeze like faces.
Jobs shop!
Noise is a wild worker.
Where is the booming skyscraper?
Where is the restless car?
Jobs grow!
Why does the window walk?
Moons fall like relaxed birds.
The gentle reef calmly pulls the wind.
The girl grows like a faceless light.
Hot, fast drivers loudly sell a dusty, misty guy.
God, exhaustion!
Where is the noisy cigarette?