Greysen:    "Is that the Devil?"

Zion:            "You never know...
                     he could be right here."

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Two trains pass, it's starting to rain.

There is nowhere to go but the sodden earth.

How many graffiti Guernicas' grind by?

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A blue heron crashing into the creek

The minutes screaming by as we speak

Diet of coffee chugged cigarettes has me weak

A leaf, breathing and green, ants biting legs off of queen

You're scared to watch a movie without a happy ending

The hero doesn't always win when cards start spinning


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Hold me digitally
One day we'll download eachother
Synchronized dreams, streams of consciousness
Blunted battery terminal breath
Everything is melting, I can taste the triangles

Counting up all your pennies for the next pack
Pounding in your own coffin nails, paying for them
Delaying the next step, the next desperation
The next stomach churning anxiety, waiting on a reply
Death threats over dominoes, **** on the floor of the psych ward
Lip split stalling, citrus bit, spit pulp, air gulp, under

A child born in space,
looking down his entire life,
clean and untouched.
Does he become callous to the ones in the dirt?
Or does he pay them any mind at all?

Insert the question mark here?
Where is to far or to near?
Can we buy a ticket there and just go?
I'm finding the darkest spot to lick my wounds

Crying plastic tears,
killing old fears

Pent up,
bent shut needle,
**** em' out,
flamethrowers,
beast screaming behind sirens,
bronze bull belching souls,
little holes in the blackback sky,
every ice cream cone collectively hitting the concrete

Put out your front foot,
left leads,
lead loaded longways,
yourways,
all day blowing off cigarette tips

***** hands,
ghosts of t34's,
chainsaws screaming into the freezing night,
the moon lights green shattering,
crumbling,
burning,
hate filled eyes to justify whole countries enveloped in back arch agony,
working on our own little holocaust,
out of sight out of mind

"A man in honor who understands not is like a beast which perishes"

Oh pitiless people, harvesting strains of evil
Biological sequel, pulled weakly from ****** womb
Inhaling fumes, burning plastic, trash and hazmat
Kids covered in copper wire
Liar liar pants on fire, we're all hypocrites here
One day we'll look back, like deer, caught in the headlights
No chance, goodnight, get high like a kite, forget

Waiting on the inevitable, waiting in line for broth and bread
Mass bombing campaigns, civilian casualties casually cared less about
Please clean water, please rain, we're licking the rocks, eating our boots
The rats are at war again, tails tied together, consuming eachother
Nuclear holocaust, the very idea of vaporization, lives lingering as black shadows on a wall
.38 special, black and white, execution in the streets
They pumped their caves full of salt water, then diesel, then burnt them alive
Kamikazes were told to keep their eyes open all the way to impact
It makes me tired, all these pills, all these useless cigarettes
I want to go in the woods and dig a hole, never come out, grow my own rotten roots
Waiting our turn for things to fall apart, that'll be $19.95, delivered to your doorstep
The conch shell is shattering, a spattering of mud for the city on the hill
How many bullets, how many bombs, how many broken bodies
How long until we overcomes, how long until we see ourselves as a species, not a flag
A day in our dreams, currently it has wings, twists away in the breeze, good luck catching it

All alone in your root bound home,
bones buried among flowers and fragmentation,
tank track graves,
little spades full of holes,
it's all burning now,
oily black tar belching in columns,
weeds growing through ribs in the trenches,
lunchtime in the landmine field,
eyes peeled back puffing smoke,
a sea of palm oil trees,
a sea of plastic,
a sea of people screaming towards destination death,
peddle to the floor,
on collision course with war,
sorrow,
loss,
tomorrow,
all these little procedures followed,
doing our chicken dance for grain,
rooster ran over by the 711 gas pumps,
still kicking one leg,
bite the tongue that feeds you lies,
tilt your head skyward,
pop all those bones in your hands,
neck,
light that cigarette,
we'll  pay for this all one day