“lord orange in a carton, lord orange in a can, is lord orange saying "fuck you",saying " so learn what you can". so you think long to find a still-ripe sliceand you peel the skin away at night &suck the pulp from the cells and let the seeds disappearas they crawl moistly through the dark into the hollow of your ear.then they help you to live a life always hotteruntil the water in your body is gone-they tell you to never, ever, calm down for anyone. even if you see a body spit out a seed, and then your body catch a body all in and by the teeth; well, shit, the wasted seed has made your heart and knuckles bleed, but the whisper in the hollow keeps just like the spread of heat. you have to look at the sunwith a telescope, when you are young-and O how the male and female fire mate-but you can only see it once.after then it is just the color orange, the color orange and the round shape.”