-cybertime¬

so far up

blaze

She slips into the night, and she is gone
Gone to settle the score, gone into the town
Rain shining in her eyes
Her brother started school
Again today, a thought to pass the time
To occupy my mind, while I'm waiting for her

Down in the basement, listening to the rain
Thinking things over. I think it over again
I think it over again

i hope legislation wipes your pastey faces clean off !! i am way cooler than you .

plow your, resources.
that capital, street level humm
of recession, materialism
and fear into holes in the ground,
holes in the future.

alot of the time most people fail to notice, that to some things, theres more than meats the eye -

is that what they told you?

steganographying my life is less effective than the one size fits all method, without being counter productive,.
having concistent multiple personalities is hard work, especially with cap'd speeds

the distant roar of air travel,
dont worry its a myth,
just traffic police helicopters going around and around.

stuff rattles around in there, i mean like echos that never loose their velocity. almost flashbacks that i can see retake, until whatever point im missing suddenly forces me to force it out of mind. again. the un-conclusion, heavy with decisions. lacking in any form of action, just points on a grid beyond the size of contemplation.

constantly picking at some subdermic niggling chore,






humidity  rain  heat   hot fans  turning  screens of light burning

your on there all the time,
but i dont know why
it not like i can download you
you don't have anything to offer. it was an
unconvincing rouse,

transmitting only propoganda of the subtlest nature,
thats nothing to do with you.
more so than any of that soapy indoctrination
we usually tune into, nightly to passify the ongoing
lust for drama, or exhiliration,
i can never tell which

sizzling and burning away
like your lust for life,
you always wanted it that way.
you've become a clone, in your youthfulness.
and a drone in your old age
you've bitten the bullet, and the apple
and sold all your rage
for a different cage.

you cant see them, but walking through spider webs
when their spun across trees,
or gateposts, brings them into the house.
hanging and clinging they swing
on the shoulders of the last one in.
once in, they crawl.
into small dark spaces that you'll never find,
even if you were looking for them.

they'll creep up on you!

i need a lot more than a town.

better start somewhere ..