05. 11. 2002

Silence of the rainy fucked up city mode,
Underworld is smashed by intolerance,
Inner cave is gloomed by absence,
Cynicism, Tyranny, Neglect and Ignorance
Itching, scratching, spitting, biting
Denying, screaming, blaming, swearing,
Excluding, ignoring and luring back.

Withering nostalgia. Fading cult.
Thrown away, and kicked, and punched,
And killed…

Nonsense of messed up hours,
Owing lemon tree to a vague affair
Whiling away the music resurrection
Answering dark and somber questions
Yellow green and navy blue;

Bird’s voice speaks and imitates the baby,
Active, Alive, Unfaithful but Forgiving,
Ready to move, to jump, to smile.
Selling your sorrow, saving your whimsies,
Inspiration fulfilling, restoring and mad.

Able to learn. Able to express. Able to love.
Unable to understand.


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