Tiny
I wear my tiny personnal crown of dust, sleep earlier when they don't and deceipher forgotten clues underneath the surface. I can't help. Neither desire, neither lust, neither being. I'll wake up at 21 under the tuckcity silence. Abuse and conclusive reclusion, longest shifts, hardest trying in the industry, most unwilling player, either span or spam, i'll keep them nukes for my attol. The tears don't bleed, scarfe fleshes in abbysmal bass, reason kept to ground, thou shall not fly.
Postcards
Lematized and cleaned down context, postcards from the abbys, passports brownish, i'll know no pardon, most of the times. Pictures of her with her father. Gone is hope. Outter city jail, breaking appart my teeth and bones. Several severe disapointments, my next job in the siberian mine. The pain grows severe on me, several mock-ups, serial objects of desire, bring it all outside in he prussian cold. I was not there, i left early, i felt no sadness, and came no tears. Then i fell asleep at the keyboard to find me dead the first day of the year. Thoses with justice, thoses without peace, the method is their key. Outtunned by my own lyrics, i focus on the vain.
Evaluation
As in Sun Ra, as in evaluation, as in bills without skills, as in metacity. I don't care what hte blank or the null, i'll be taking most of my drugs. I hated myself and I dove. You keep the handle to drive, you do as if but i'm inside dead. Illustrated and documented, saddest gears in sequences, fortune tellers will see all through. Legacies, deeds, consequences, it'll be kept for the time when the flesh is departed, but for now on, the soul is dead and the heart gone to ashes. If ever there was a soul. If ever there was such a thing as me.
Newspapers
A life doesn't need a home as my body only needs a shelter from the snow. Alarms and cars, they have their kingdom at reach, they have their will at stake. Ages later will they tear appart de days that matter and the counts that they're after. You were already an adult back then, you had the lethal combination of inner and outter shine. The morning after, blessings and signs, you told me about a band in the newspapers and asked me about the Beastie Boys. I remember you felt clueless about their name. I remember you giving directions before the morning after. I can still feel the steel of the calling booth at hte corner of the seeding place. I turned back an the clock was dead. If it's what hey expected by letting me live and not allowing me to leave my way. The axis reference is not blessed. For i never knew the horses nor where the tide of time is.
Complex
The iron cast of arrays, complex structures worth staring at north. Stéphane used to be. The tale is that ther never was such a thing as duties nor expectancies from a formal structural bleeding point of view. That morning after were we starring at the sheets trying to figure out who's traces it was. That's about all i remember. It's more than some, the more than dust, the colorof the flesh, the inner destractions that remain. The golden copper morning breaks, the ashes of mine, the browser dead and the morning later. Bryghter as in later. The cruel noon, the saddest mooon.
Deem
He thou drives the wild horses, he thou plants the seeds and harvests. He who knew the horses and was a citizen. I'm trying to retrieve a date of death. Cyclonical traces in the logs. Stollen data, binary reign, escrew rain, long day shifts, neither overdue. Neither did i ask or being told. I won't try any harder for none has read any of thoses pages. Deem the dimension of redemption. Appeal your case they said. Lured by the monrning blur, uneasy caughs.
Nerves
Deaths appart, the tribal nukes, the fuse blown by the hacks. Shed a tear to shread, shrink warp licences, back down to nerves. Paint is white, they never will want anything but my ends. The fascists won backwards, i never was more than when they hurt me. Fixed income, frozen memoirs, the recall of duties, thou and who, time and tide. Everything i say will destroy me. The glamour image of priest. I have tried in my way to be a silent slave of none and all. Broken down to pieces, i remember the bliss of the darkest hair, of the alphabet, of the bold and the smart. Too late.
Cemetery
The cemetery, the dark hues, the unreferenced data arrays. Stacks of bibles, tons of wax, expired cialis and other prescription jokes. Backwards drift, cellular degrees, nor what he park is, i ask for the right pastery, mountains you flew when routed to Japan. Civilians and decorated, unrated decoys, plasticine overdose, prescription cocaine, swissly crafted excuses, the next frontier. Fiber comes when the day is cold, as in pain, as for real.
December
december or the next one on the line, face hooks, false moods, blame it on the wires. Trahsin' myself, copper farewell, iron walls inside, clueless, cursed. That's just a dream i had, cobalt stem cells, forever, definitive. I burnt myself yesterday to see if i am awake, to see if i feel a thing, if i still can. Olympical tribal stances. I'll reveal i never was real, nothing to care about, dead years ago in a car accident. If i'm gonna kill somebody, it will as well be me. The river banks, the hollow of unamed ghosts, pure civilian lust lured, blinded by the lights, bleeched by avatism, baptised by mistake, i focus on the vain, it bleeds from the veins, thou shall not fear the music. Kick out the judge, them believers, them atheists, them poets. For what it's worth, it might as well be home.
Margin
Repulsed to the margins, the origins and the signs. Unable or unwilling ? The east and the south are held responssible nor liable. Nor did i care, nor did you cry you i died. Fortune tellers and the images, the methods escalate and extand in branches. The citysick commuters are better off. The christians are better off. The other banks are better off. I get my kicks off the television. The dust you seldom taste, cops shoot soldiers and we're better off.
Anything
Thou who anything before this chapter will figure out what it's all about. Neithertheless, will we sum up the previous pages. Sordid wanker drowning in solitude figures he's part of a larger platinfied scheme to shuffle the situations in a selfish mess. That sums it down quite well. Lyrics to a compilation of various aliases, neglected nor elected nor selected. The bliss of hope has taken down the stars. Curtains. Farewells as she never called me back. The tricks then the hacks before the axis, the books and the machines, thou shall know no pardon. As if, mesmerised by the schematics, sold to the iron block, and their enemies, and my latency to resign.
Past
Past the post, past the stations, past the phonebooth, past my bones. The next stop is terminimal. You'll figure out, takin' it all back home. Paths and signals, methods and strategies, retrocession of the mess it is to endure. Powder power, the lamest jokes, the greatests failures, the things i laid down in the developpment of so called blogs. Binaries are forever, texts is a lie. Thou shall not port nor transcode. The tiny image of the priest. The blind jokes i never did. Ever let me drown for a diver i am. THey talked about it near the records shop but did they decide anything ? No more shall i try to pair anything.
Mourning
Statistics and odds are a trade-off policy. I don't give shit about the hostages. The numbers fascinate me as much as the time of the tide. I don't know what the date is, nor do i care what the time is. Doctorin' the seldom heard lyrics. Two drowning in sorrows, two acting like it wasn't for real. I took too many different drugs last night but the morning was so beautiful. The blame ismine and the mourning will be hard to decypher as ever. Locales are not supported, only foreign invaders are opportune.
Entities
This is entity regression converted into strange glyths. Who did you turn out to be ? I turned you to be a wanker who as lost any desire to act or perform objects of lust. The data is secured. You might proceed as you wish but you won't find the keys for he trows them away on a serial basis. Further downwards the spiral and the recursive square, i am blinded by the golden morning. I've spent ages performing this stunt. This is the kind of gig you have to decide upon uptown stop rising the bass level bevels in bias bionic stuff eaters with product replacement.
Beach
The beach where i bath naked alone is unsecured. The place where i write my secret passwords is unsafe. If you stood alive for such ages, there must be a reason for you to disappear without an excuse. Asking questions, learning them languages, kiss'n'hugs bang blame. Generative patherns, randomness induced material. We are in transit, lured by lust, decoys and nightmares. The day came and stood as a stooge. Storm troopers, iron flats, frequent equations, i got bored in the way you laid it. If you used to find the earth boring, welcome to her.
Sound
See trough thoughts. Soundlasting illusions of poor translation. The woman comes around. The white and black visions. I wear the black for it makes me slim. I wear the white for my jihad is terminated. You took over and won again. Fences and self-induced pain, i'll do my best to master your language. Irondoor, ironport, ironflat. If i can count, there's no way for me to claim. Sex blames and unresolved addresses. Memory map corrupted. The prophet is lost. I gambled and i'm loosing more than i ever had since then.
Conclusion
Truth being told, have mercy.