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letra de scripturally transmitted disease - a forest of stars

i’ve never been a pillar of society;
quiet the opposite in fact
a plyer of insults;
a place marker on the path of least resistance;
nothing more
a face in a crowd, but a crowd behind bedlam’s bars
providing a barbed laugh for the wealthy;
a grinning, dry target for their rigidity

happily stuck in the throats of an angry mob stretched beyond repair by production line proclivity
i am as steadfast refusal
i’ve shown no interest and i’ve reaped little that i’ve sewn
a world of cloned mechanists has left me unwaveringly organic;
perhaps food for thought or just food for the worms
i stand as a final insult to the easily offended;
all words out of turn to kindle their burning world
if for one moment i thought i felt a twinge of guilt
i would put it down to angry muscles shifting their weight against all the irrelevance
i will stand as grave marker in resolute denial of the state of your two thousand years of treading water;

so dig a good deep hole for abraham and all his insipid godlets
whatever name it goes by, it’s all the same crumpled at the grave-side
abrahamic iterations all divide by zero
cartoon lucifer presiding

i lost my shadow amongst the marionettes;
soul chord measured found wanting
probably too long, frayed and / or split to dance with the more standard corpses in this world of sh-t
i sold my spirit;
might even have quaffed it blind without realising
any port in a storm, they say
oh, so they say
heart removed as part of some half–rs-d morning ritual, p-ss-begotten solitude sold out at the drop of a gaping fish-mouthed hat
filed away amongst the other stolen myths;

the lore of these folks is nought but a long string of syphilitic spit
scripturally transmitted disease, if you will
in fact, no – i insist

so make a monolith of me, but plant me facing sunset;
back turned to the broken day

leave me here watching the darkness
i have no time of day
i have no time for day
don’t come looking for me
i’m long lost, seeking out odin
odin under ice

i’ve danced away, died away;
don’t come looking for me
long lost, seeking out odin
odin under ice

- a forest of stars

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