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Salient
(album: Relationship Of Command)
In a severe beat persistent,
As scarecrows we wait.
Civil quarters in Haitian tongue.
Fatherless forfeiture,
Of blue cerebral lawn.
Hollow be your fertility,
Bundled in shambles.
Auditory clock,
Little hand on the stolen permission,
Big hand ticking on your lame excuse ambition.
It´s three-day-evolution-O´ clock,
In the eye of the norm.
Between the cracks of syntax error,
Presubstance upheaval,
Embalming parades.
Sitting and waiting for the beep,
I got the human question,
And you got the answering machine.
And I pricked my nails,
On the Ouija board splinters.
Checked all my messages,
And your tone gave me all sorts of shivers.
Screeched my nails down on the green chalkboard,
Never was I more determined:
500 times I must not talk,
Out of turn.
Nesting,
I´m the legion,
I am my own membership.
Incident,
The circumference of your chain-link steering wheel.
Rolling dice,
Plush interior.
Power steering clear of objects that are closer than they appear,
In the rear view of the mirror.
All your "soon"´s are all of my "now"´s.
