you back and forth your hair a wild jungle ecstasy
and agony your fists start pounding the walls
turn it louder louder louder a constant eighth
note pulse pulverizes every grey cell into states
of unrealism you being to paint in colors of fuzz
and distortion sound as meaning meaning as total
sonic annihilation sheer over indulgence this could
be forever this could be perfect we could be perfect
together forever forever or never just keep beating
those hands against the wall i can't help it i can stop
its so much too much not enough only enough it we
give up let me hold you closer dancing rag dolls
jarred to life with a live wire electroshock static we
become electricity no simplicity duplicity is only two
sides of the same face you strobe in the light too afraid
to be anything else but this a dancing death life is in
this place this is all this is everything this is connection
this is disconnect this is bricks and mortar this is timber
and timbre i cant hear you i cant hear myself think I
cant i will I do I do I do this all everything for you
gut the soul of the sound and keep pouring out vomit
at your feet purge it all away im the same way im just
like you i love you im just like you i love you im just
like you i love you im just like you i love you im just
ready to destroy everything again starting over and it
shows starting over and repeat this repetition cut this
life studio apartment partition compartments of a life
finding themselves in the same its all the same race
i was once beautiful she said and i couldnt under
stand i could only see what i could see and she was
still bathed in beauty to me a useless romantic this
conversation has turned pedantic i just feel sick all
the time of useless starts and starry climes show me
where there is time when there is time is there time
show me where the when is or is the when where
when its not here it is everywhere it is i am to be
je suis yo soy she said she said she said she said
her hands still clutching a past life memory they
call it regression uncovering the past searching for
the hidden lives of the ghosts we've always been
we've been here before but the scenes have all
changed the set dressing never stays static we
speak in static thats why we cant understand
anything anymore its a simple reason that has no
reason it is for its own need it breathes its own
breath into the chilly morning its a ghost leaving
the body the body knows the mind knows the
last one to know is always you know this no
to this no no no to everything and yes yes yes
to everyone crawl breath spit speak drain the
abscess it will drain from you it will sink into
the plumbing it goes somewhere far far away
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