surveillance
(music and crowd talking in background)
two female voices:
-Are we leaving?
-We just got here!
-AHH!!
-What?!
-A giant bug just flew by me
-Good grief, I thought it was something interesting.
(alarm sound)
demonic voices:
-She's with Christopher down the hall.
-Has there been any progress?
-Significant progress.
-And the family?
-Significant progress, as well.
-one, two, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twelve, fifteen.
(end)
truth
the truth about me is a bacilli
it flutters through with stringy flagella
it leeches the proteins and grows from a stem
i lay still and ask to be directed by them
nothing happens at first, then they carry
carry me by the eyes to HIV and parvo
I am asked not to mention the things that I saw
i write them down and hang them in the sun
creatures come out to look in on them
nothing is conclusive it dangles like a uvula
they look for a moment and yawn as they pass
at night i’m awake i’ve been joined by a bat
it speaks without looking at me
mentions my faults with fleas caked in its fur
Rudkus
Yea I’m supposed to go tonight
No I’m gonna goI’m not really into it [really
]Oh they areThey are totally
They call me ever week and ask me to comeI usually just tell them I’m busy
But I’m going tonight I guess
Yea I do
I mean, just you know the coppery smell that blood has (x14)
"we have stored a message in a receptacle labeled by the IP and the interlopers"
Saturday, June 9, 2007
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Surveillance? Is that a Showbread song? If so, what's it from? Thanks.
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