bloggod
06-17-2005, 01:46 AM
the world is a thousand tongues long and kneedeep thick
with memory that sings a river of history
tossing our bubbles along the horizon until we balance
until the steam hits the cold autumn encompassing, until
the newest and the bestest forget to listen
to the teachings of the signals that crease the evening
into origami feigning ministers and heads of pimples
we ratify and adhere to the code of barbarism
inscribed in our noble genetroughs when
we deign to dabble in the esoterical spasms of modernart
like swine in their glory at the state fair
surrounded by pieflowers crafts and folksy demagogues
the world is as shallow as a ringtoss game, as
blank and calloused as the ferriswheel man's thumb from
levers of metal. speak the farts and they will smell
romance, hijack yerself one civil infidelity at a time.
buddy can you spare a crime? mine it's in mint condition.
the sabertoothsayer doth sayeth
warble on weary flotsam, make a scene,
be mattered.
with memory that sings a river of history
tossing our bubbles along the horizon until we balance
until the steam hits the cold autumn encompassing, until
the newest and the bestest forget to listen
to the teachings of the signals that crease the evening
into origami feigning ministers and heads of pimples
we ratify and adhere to the code of barbarism
inscribed in our noble genetroughs when
we deign to dabble in the esoterical spasms of modernart
like swine in their glory at the state fair
surrounded by pieflowers crafts and folksy demagogues
the world is as shallow as a ringtoss game, as
blank and calloused as the ferriswheel man's thumb from
levers of metal. speak the farts and they will smell
romance, hijack yerself one civil infidelity at a time.
buddy can you spare a crime? mine it's in mint condition.
the sabertoothsayer doth sayeth
warble on weary flotsam, make a scene,
be mattered.