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Jul 2018
not being funny...

but what is
      the single exmaple

of q lazzarus':
          goodbye horses,

not being equivalent to
                               the smiths':
                          oeuvre?

ah...
       the example of
                         where it was used,
    in a plagiarism of
the tragedy of the life of
                                          ed gein?

which was the fuel for much
of 20th century
     music and film?

forget attempts to change
the world:
  i'm here to make an account,

given i wasn't born ****-naked
in the last remains of
earth before people take
to mars exploration...
   "seriously"...

  itching a hand-gesture
of attempting to elongate my
****** hair...
  like being fidgety with a
nose about to sneeze...

    whatever remains of
the european spirit of the wind...
in music,
   and has been replaced
by the afrtican drum spirit...
      
     europe, air,
   africa, earth,
             c'mon!
   what are the reamining band
members of the greek elemental?!
water: who's that?
    what is fluid?
  ah! thai boy georges!
                 asia is water!

         fire... who's that?!
of the people almost extinct...
    apachí....
                 wavering candle
           in the dim of night...
sioux minus the banshees + the pixies...

ah ha ha...
   now we're talking
the mad-boys of nuclear winter
newcastle and manchester,
  running ****-naked in
what remains of avenues of
essex...

            and they went to
the moon to make resolutions
of clarifying the telescope...
and came back...
   bewildered by the natives of
the amazon having escaped
the colonialist history...

         god: the scortching effect!
ouch!

         i'm literally not here,
no social project, no asylum policy
could, or would house me...

          but i'm in love with
the current faking of:
the circus that is actually taking place...
and it's not even remotely
attempting to be hidden!

           one q lazzarus song...
and suddenly the smiths oeuvre
disappears...
            under the dead weight
    of attempting to make sheep weep.
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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