from RADIO NOSTALGIE
PSALM I
While echoes peter out on urban sanguine herds
The static lines shell out for another kill / pouting is forbidden
No end in sight or proceeding ill on end till now
Has it been halted with the shining partisans / for we are coming
These long loads in the shaved bulk / bathing blue
Or skiving off in a skeletal media complex to eternally share
Whispers from the Collective / or caving in to care
Plaguing us with some ruinous choir haste or elected beef
We had shoved off from the damaged home to stare
At a tryst under the ravenous processions of the gargantuan
The citizens bumming it with antigens or shaking out
Beside the treadles of the dead / a single trephine / a canker
Hamming it up while trumpet-skins skirmished to bless us all
The whole lot broken down in rust-pocked frigidaires
The last light all urine as each sins and sins in self-coloured plastic
The rouge and silks on the go again for vascular cheeks and knees
Sinus leisure apart we're bound up in soiled quilts like dogs
Lurching well and fired up for cheap offcuts running beside
Torn besotted limbs / shins packed with fog and rubbing up
Each lame boss descending through trefoils and ghetto freight
Every gum fastidious and permissive / wet for years
As mums loved it in shingles / each winter no wherewithal
Lining the tracks as the Ministry combined neutrinos and socks
Glimmering in the long kiss as our eggs hollowed out on empty post
Rage and weft all goes again in fish stock and sons
Chiming on luscious insect classics / each a winner with head shots
In sepia tones / an imago tonnage / extractors beached
As now we reconvene the holy panel tucking in with mossy lips
Time for carpets and flannelette or later puce turds
We see their emphatic porphyry slogging it out / razors in dust belts
Or tidy carnal forests curling up with distemper and mission
Rinsing out that single age in the plummeting nucleotide
Now our nails clack in the dusk / medallions swinging
Half alive in showcase whirl and the marathon dreamboat
Of each suburb defines a new thermic barrier shattered under
Pot shots bellowing like carved pigs while our mouths readhere
We're all in line now as lovely products in retardent viscose
Numb for uptake / eager for senators voting with our glands
All made new in souterrains of factory apes / singed
Like fillets / a senseless few among the old prismatic wrecks
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