in throat, rigged with wire and hay. a jewel from rote, shines strongs as binds. our jewel from rote, a jewel. tied with wire hay, pressed in rock and clay. 'til their not
you ever start? why won't you? time ticking spell it right. understand. it's 1974, '73, '72. cape tight fit on from here out. "kiss and ride." "twist and
s paying your mortgage? Daddy's dying. Throw yourself on the body. Take out your sharp teeth. Line your lungs with noise then just sew it up. In and out
road With the lorries rolling by Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load And the building scrapes the sky Cold wind ripping down the allay at dawn And
they make me nervous. So very nervous. Comma where are you now? It's just to tease you. Black kites take flight at night, they aim to please you. Take aim and
all crash new jet planes tonight. and the sin is back in medicine. beltway goes around. monuments are thinking. beltway burns down. monuments are sinking. and
my last breath. This is the tenderness that took my life. For endless summers we loved tirelessly. In endless fever we walked side by side. This is the rhythm and
: we kiss goodnight with a firm handshake and it's lights out for catholic computers. this is fantastic for you. i've been up at nights to paint the
the way the lawn frames your home. drink h2o, breathe o2. left lane must turn left at signal. right lane must turn right at signal. d o w n and that's
eye on the street. War drums drumming. Nude terror new days. I'll take the blame and not the blood. I'll learn the shame and not the faces. Turn our
clientele: Your kin and friends taking their bodies in and trading them for ends. We took our bodies and we put them up to fend against their bodies and
and ads. Oh, demands. Dance or hang it up. We're sympathetic to chance. Working through a coma for some cheque and a chance, sleeping in a panic with some pixels and
: there's something in my pocket and you want to set me free. keep me another way. you and me and i've seen it in front of me. lies. the truth. these
for youth, elders make four. Five for belov'd ancestors. Six for wealthy, seven poor. Eight for sinners, nine for pure. Ten for great, eleven small, and
come and take me life All of this and more right before my eyes It fell in my mouth My password was a home on fire All of this and more suddenly transpired
the night or for a getaway? What if all your belongings were fast asleep and far away, but available to tap for blood and money in the daytime? It's not
like a lost and found. We're keeping our flags at home. (You better not, child.) We're keeping our flags indoors. (You better not, child.) We're pulling
: Hands up give in to modernism. The re-enactment's closing in. But we're past that now. Dip your head in the water. Hands up and over. Heads down in
