(A ways outside the tower and turmoil of towns)In the quiet color cutting of another splendid sunset...on the spit of wire spun between two telephone pole neckssits an awful fevered murder of crows.Itching the dusk with the call that only they can lay lowAnd so that day they did unwittingly disposethemselves to the appetite behind all OMen yet not comprehending their stick in the schemeof the prey-on-prey ballet of ending day...the prey-on-prey ballet of ending dayThose crows(twitching with the omen theyve become on earth.)several thousand thickin a fitof everything but empty.Those crows sicked their starving wingson choking out the sun falls sinking pinks...Surrounded by the wellwater black of near night and becomeThose crows dove into the quiet of the half sunken in sun.To set themselves against the same take-spark that aches in men.their die their dive and their direbecame them...and all that barged into the sunsets wellwater pith of a sky seeming what if were spit back out to doom and sing as flocks of forks with wing.An obvious and ominous earth ode andThreat to the soaring sordid appetite of man...The sky has always been a complex death of all its hunting thingsAnd so (cause) So (cause) shall the crowCuts its throats most awful coughFrom its heavy metal song

Sparrows fight for words in edgewiseAnd sitting on my window ledge IWatch the Wednesday winding its way down in shades of chalkInside blocks and corners so these lives are keptWhile up above skyscrapers give the sky such depthSomehow in all of this even when its hard to be aloneSomewhere in all of this I have found a homeImagine tiled underfootA subway roars below as only thunder shouldRolls and raps its rhythms as its riders speak in tonguesInside blocks and corners so these lives are keptWhile up above skyscrapers give the sky such depthSomehow in all of this even when its hard to be aloneSomewhere in all of this I have found a homeFrom my bed I watch the night comeBrings a silence of woven humsSweet Manhattan midnight might be more like 3amSomehow in all of this even when its hard to be aloneSomewhere in all of this I have found a home

Magazines and movie screensStill in her mind shes seventeenNow her life has turned into make believeHer social status lingersShes slipping through my fingersAnd Its too lateI cant change her mindShe tried celebrity lifeDrugs and bottles and super modelsShe fell out Its just so easyAlcohol drains her completelyJust one thing that youll never wanna missShell do anything to get famous(To get famous)And she lives a lie in photographsJust smiles to forget the pastBut on the inside shes still torn apartAnd she promises shes differentBut it just gets into her headAnd Its too lateI cant change her mind(Not this time)She tried celebrity lifeDrugs and bottles and super modelsShe fell out Its just so easyAlcohol drains her completelyJust one thing that youll never wanna missShell do anything to get famous(To get famous)Fast asleep and in her dreamsShes faking it just what shes feelingThe lights are on the clothes come offShes sitting tight the partys overFast asleep and in her dreamsShes faking it just what shes feelingShe tried celebrity lifeDrugs and bottles and super modelsShe fell out Its just so easy(Just so easy)She tried celebrity lifeDrugs and bottles and super modelsShe fell out Its just so easyAlcohol drains her completelyJust one thing that youll never wanna missShell do anything to get famous(To get famous)She tried celebrity lifeDrugs and bottles and super modelsShe fell out Its just so easyShell do anything to get famous(To get famous)

there is no grand resolvethere is no final fixwe salivate and stagnatewe sing paralysisthis is a cancer wombthis is a festered pitwe pollinate poisonwe multiply and transmit(were such money makers)(were such earth shakers)this is a salvage dena mass of wanton prayerpride in the plagueof snug snug despairthere is no end to thirstthere is no finite fillwe cultivate hollow needwe slow drown in swill(were such money makers)(were such earth shakers)sour milk feeder - refuse to detachcreature breeder - seek and extractjudas samaritan - a suite in the skybreath ravager - suck it all dry(were such money makers)(were such earth shakers)

in the specimen caves...theres pelts for saleon chimps night outits button downits pleatedthe icebox slavestheyre trolling for bad genesput on the red light sales pitchu.v. toned with a degreesurvival of the witlessmarked in cheap decreeits the business of their physicsthe marketing of their designto feather fluff and squawkchum baiting up the linesin the yolkbetween choice and some divine jokewatch them at marketoh watch how they feedits prosperity as a sporta uniformed jesters courtwatch them at marketoh watch how they seethetheyre trolling for bad genes

I found the vessel drain sequenceI bound the steady slipI swallowed the slow sinkI counted every dripI found the vessel drain sequenceI bound the steady slip...through the cisternstagger through the ebbwallow hung idlegrease into the webI found the vessel drain sequenceI bound the steady slipwhen the red eyes clickwhen the lung seize stickswhen the molecules splitwe are waterwhen the wrecking hand ticksto the temps quickwhen the molecules splitwe are water

in the stained yellow glowof midnights exhaustwe spat syllablesstumbled and swayedwhen from the back room shadowsthe wolves slunk towards the streetpack snapping and snarlingstalking carbonated preyand ceasing all revelthe crowd gathered and frothedas blood in the airput teeth in their eyesI sat inside jawedin righteous disdainshaking and slurpingshaking and slurpingcloaked by howling contemptchocked by the scowling exemptpulled to the mouth of visceral needand drawn to the working of thieves

40 43 74 00fourth of julymid afternoonsun splattered and thirstingin a 24 karat dive baroff of bedford avethe jagged haired starved artistsbuying up their mixed drinksand the gawking young intellectualswith gossip to spare(and presentations everywhere)40 43 74 00its often said that new york cityis the center of the worldit is a series of islandsdoused taughtand knit greywhere the self can seepwilling and highinto the teeming masswith gossip to spareand presentations everywhereeveryone is someone herethat someone vice versaeconomy is language hereand fluency is king40 43 74 00it is often said that new york cityis the center of the worlda worm in the applea sewer to the sea

I can feel that itching in the veinsto sugar coat with the arsenic glazesoft destroyer reapply the bufferchase the moon to an ethyl graveparched sun seep draw and quarterthe body landscape quakesbleed out repeat transfusionleft wanting with the empty achecommiserate every peak and pitinebriate with a barbed conduitreplay the impulsethe hand to the lipexhale and swallowthe tumblers will tipto pour out the nightsand wring out the dayswhen the drought comeswere scoured alone

lets build a wallto keep the w.a.s.p. hive pristinescrape the dirt from our shoesto keep this white carpet cleanquarantineand erodesterilizeand implodeclass castsupremacya boys clubunder lock and keybury the vibranceunderneath the picket fencesweep out the gutterstear out the weedsscrub the dirt from our handswash until it bleedsif the rivers dont drown themwell let the hounds surround thembless - the steady handcovet - this holy landdo your war whimpers fill up the void?lets build a wall

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I'm trapped under the weight of what is not Tortured by what can't be changed Never feel the way that I feel Just a step away But there's a million miles of distance Just thought when I awake in my mind When I walk alone I can see her when I close my eyes Just to have her haunt my dreams I am crush ...

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