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letra de fruitfly - flank

like the fruitfly they come and they suck until it’s done
the locusts without thought, without hesitation
will feed and feed ’cause greed controls the seed-sized minds
like one big mass consciousness that binds them together
in a certain kind of solidarity:
think only of right now and of what’s right in front of me
but there was a time when their method had a reason
and a rhyme

flow of the seasons
slowed to a silent requiem
and after it needs, it breeds disaster
for a climactic community

“the color of the sky don’t match my shirt and tie – can’t have it
get off the pavement, grab a brush and then go paint it
the trees, the leaves, the way they swing in the breeze:
much, much too poetic – remove them please.”
then he disappeared back into the lithosphere
now i breathe in what he breathes out into the atmosphere
like a jedi to the force, he’s much closer to the source
and he’s watered twice daily, of course

flow of the seasons
slowed to a silent requiem
and as they seek, it wreaks disaster
on the climax community
and they become like the fruitfly, except in a shirt and tie
turning the fruit into loot ’cause that will never die
until the rivers of digits run still
and under silicon graves of prosthetics and cosmetics
will lie the abstract wealth, dead due to its failing health
and the locust, without choice, will have to adapt itself
to a wealth it hears and tastes and smells and moves
and feels it is part of a spherical umbilicum

- flank

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