for P
Humorous ways
travel down
and out
across the street skies
and endless sea miles
and into rope
I turn
return its sound
in change weightless
grab at the folds around fog
guess can't stand
grab at the folds around fog
flying into new lands
trauma holds
nosedivin'
drunk and stoned
all judgement
comes and goes
all I take and hold
all I take and hold
and bury
ends in waves
our future just
can't see just
slippin' just
can't see just
slippin' just
askin' just
Wednesday, 17 June 2009
Electric Transcription II
for P
Drift in pure ways
Rooted in country
in steel
and glaz'd
my body's closed
essentially so
miles away
want our toys
conceal the noise
in concrete
the sight
what more can you adapt
might tow
and on and on and on and
on and on and on
caress the sky
you caress the earth
Drift in pure ways
Rooted in country
in steel
and glaz'd
my body's closed
essentially so
miles away
want our toys
conceal the noise
in concrete
the sight
what more can you adapt
might tow
and on and on and on and
on and on and on
caress the sky
you caress the earth
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