Friday, September 08, 2006
sea change (It's all the samer, 2)
look to the parched land where you are standing
there is no one there, no one else is left
we’ve all gone to the bottom of the sea
the peaceless rest of a watery grave
forever drifting
soothing drifting
softening
everything we are comes apart together
stand down the nobler, can you taste the bitterer
Business as usual,
thoroughly masticated
churned
now we work earnestly under the swells
bids to be the supremer, all turn out the samer
deserted
on the tank
shackles rotting
in our briny deep, we all share a pulse
flowing
throbbing
pulsing
together
drifting
soothing
there is no one there, no one else is left
we’ve all gone to the bottom of the sea
the peaceless rest of a watery grave
forever drifting
soothing drifting
softening
everything we are comes apart together
stand down the nobler, can you taste the bitterer
Business as usual,
thoroughly masticated
churned
now we work earnestly under the swells
bids to be the supremer, all turn out the samer
deserted
on the tank
shackles rotting
in our briny deep, we all share a pulse
flowing
throbbing
pulsing
together
drifting
soothing
