Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground He fled the town He went down South and crossed the border Left chaos and disorder Back there over his shoulder One morning he awoke in a green hotel With a strange creature groaning beside him Sweat oozed from its shiny skin Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin Wake up! You cant remember where it was Had this dream stopped? The snake was pale gold Glazed and shrunken We were afraid to touch it The sheets were hot dead prisons Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom Look! I cant live thru each slow century of her moving I let my cheek slide down The cool smooth tile Feel the good cold stinging blood The smooth hissing snakes of rain . . . Once I had, a little game I liked to crawl back into my brain I think you know the game I mean I mean the game called go insane Now you should try this little game Just close your eyes forget your name Forget the world forget the people And well erect a different steeple This little game is fun to do Just close your eyes no way to lose And Im right there Im going too Release control were breaking thru Way back deep into the brain Back where theres never any pain And the rain falls gently on the town And in the labyrinth of streams Beneath, the quiet unearthly presence of Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around Reptiles abounding Fossils, caves, cool air heights Each house repeats a mold Windows rolled Beast car locked in against morning All now sleeping Rugs silent, mirrors vacant Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples Wound in sheets And daughters, smug With semen eyes in their nipples Wait Theres been a slaughter here (Dont stop to speak or look around Your gloves and fan are on the ground Were getting out of town Were going on the run And youre the one I want to come) youtu.be/R9BfB6W5Gc4
Posted on: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 06:17:38 +0000
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