violence/violins

Oct 04, 2007 13:16

"When you sleep no one is homeless"
Praise be life upon the sores of amputee feet
I walk solemn, look hard, talk often, often wrong
song plays fabricator stencil, cut, weld
and it's a laughter out of character
bastard power converter alternating current
tidal swell
waves of frequency organized through quantum mechanics
subatomic theory chaos order substantiated indifference
It is light and sweet and so the-fuck am I
Choosing to brush off the bruising is nice, thanks
Hold on too long, too tight and things break
Spirit Horses heading west breach the horizon
silhouettes cascade shadow dancers from peak to prairie
Dare me? I will. I did. I do. at least I think.
Swing pendulum
I am mesmerized and laughing
well enough, good people, well enough
take a trip to the sun and set foot
tattoos cry ink upon the pillow, weeping
shit ain't really like that, shit is a parade
bring on the band and the bandstand the drum major general
high step it out to spell my name
super polyrhthyms sticking in my head like super polygrip
brass blasting awake the morning
a particle playground merry go rounding
There is joy here and the world well knows this
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