dan marius

you applaud as you hit the ground & vote as your skull cracks open election day is quite a free fall ambulances carried by the crowds doctors & nurses with needle arms say

when silence moves comatose gardens numb houses paralyzed cities gently fall

slightly defected perfectly adaptable jackal teens the hunt is worth the kill we wait/ in the mute remnants of morning

ammunition marsupial subways carrying babies avoiding the crisis sirens wrapped in dark blue hunger is my favorite poster over-sized bellies winking walls well you

see the rainbow through the hole in the soldier see the light at the end of the government blessed be formaldehyde hippies for they scream like the purple sirens & they

as Lazarus\' wolves, trend setters always wear blood

resume killing time (for a living is not quite what you had expected)/ she loves you and she wants you to be the best/ and the pretty house and the pretty garden and the pretty children/

yes yes we care/ citizen/ consume yourself dreaming of God sent oil/ tankers/ bright chrome archangels/ of movement

run/ Lazarus take your chance when cameras/ weep when animals/ drowse I\'m your next step prey on the cocks & cunts that dance like fire these are the true armies

and they roam the streets/ casual zombie couples with loud/ monster children/ men look like captive wolves/ women seem content & dying/ we share expenses, share the panic/ we fuck on every/ Sunday

when whores become. the government when anarchists choose life when murderers. lament when protesters. agree whenever blood flows like a feather/ wherever guns sing like angels when

\"Civilization is what makes you sick\" Paul Gauguin http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0758758/ for the movie http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHcZ1wPsJYY for one of the songs

in rags but still alive rats fresh off the sinking ship we are here to bring down the government it\'s the bellyache that borderlines awareness the loose chain is the

she must have worn moonbeams no disguise for the devil now/ they walk alone this machine will eat you

warm guns kiss with tongues we want you

she dances like a whip here, the streets are bare and blind cars hiss like broken teeth we teach death with a grin

the skin that justifies the axe the eye that makes flesh credible the God that speaks when least expected gay virgins that heal the king that made it all crystal and dust

you no longer trust what you cannot kill that there. is your God That there is your dead walking through walls is the kindest excuse monitoring our madmen eyes that stare

underwater porches rich with mirrors in bloom coral gardens and carnival balloons laughing shadows & seashell avenues sons and daughters of the ocean are all waiting for you brave Irish

the world as an \"aesthetic phenomenon\" and yes, hope is the worm sequential massacre & pretty Alzheimer\'s juxtaposed bleeders that innocently pose for Whore of the Century

are you really alive? cries Morrison or is it that actor that sings like a ghost? well then, now I\'m completely dead yet I perambulate is this the indisputable proof of my absence?

“Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passions spent. My hearts a tart, your body\'s rent. My body\'s broken, yours is spent. Carve your name into my arm. Instead of stressed, I lie