A starving mouthless abyssal terror / A businessman stark naked / An alien mitigated by subterranean beauty of concrete dreams of asphalt swallowed whole by motorways and train tracks that sing I miss you //
... If only the Spy would come and wrap me up warm in her hug / We would lie together ... Commiserate / Play homesick blues with broken guitars and a hangman’s noose ( ... Meaningless chords and broken glass ... ) / Dancing topless to the insectoid droning well into the night / A three day party of hedonistic sex and over-indulgence will break the pillars / An orgy of the senses blanketed in the meaningless allure of acquiescence ... Empty inside ///
Close that door
Shudder
Don’t be sentimental
As thousands of rotting doors and passageways surround you ... //
> A disfigured labyrinth
> Like letterboxes and black Lamborghinis in Beverley Hills / Where women on the pill swim by the beach / Their bodies beautifully dance silhouetted on the horizon like a Hollywood film / Moving sensuously with full hips and pearly* white smiles / Aching full breasts and thirsty lips
> How can they look so beautiful but be hollow inside?? Some form of totalitarian dream / Caught in the eye of the tornado / The calm before the storm /Trying to move / Only to be consumed by businessmen in black suits whose voices scream out at you:
“You Dreamer!
You Capitalist Pilgrim!
You Absolute Starfucker!
God gave you all and now you’re nothing”
Ethereal spaceships take me away / Up in the clouds swollen arachnid aliens lay me utterly naked / Their pale flesh dripping in extra-terrestrial muck /They begin to probe me /Pulling out a metal rod from my cranium / “This one is overcooked” they say in insectoid chirps /They throw me back down to Earth
> As worthless as a condom lurching with semen that is constipated in a traffic jam
Are you barefooted?
Don’t run or you’ll be killed
Hide in the woods
That is your safest bet
There they won’t find you
Stop and save the blonde damsel in distress
She’ll promise you the beauty of her womb
A thing of demonic captivity
Beautiful
Lose yourself in it
Like a seaside cave full of crests and waterfalls
Dead ends and layers
The smell of fish swallowed whole
Inside the tubes and corridors and complexities of her womb you are lost
Like a slave to libido held up like a martyr
Like a victim of sexual degradation
A subject of extortion
A pawn of urbanisation laying tied to train tracks
Where an imminent ending approaches
> I could save myself / Be put in a jar with breathing holes / Squirming happy-sad / Plugged into Google /Just sinking under without a trace /
Out of Place
Out of Time
Out of Sight
Out of Mind
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