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Mad visions
Mad visions
Mad visions

He knew math
A messy truck
A kind of poverty
Alcohol that comes on like a haze of salvia
Where I found the emotional centre of a structure
I'm not ready to accept
I don't want to believe
Heart a bruised apple
An oracle
Beaten into denial
Saying

Two in a hotel room
She's just a child
But look in her eyes
She could have gotten pregnant but
Started bleeding
Thank God

The island
The anarchists are howling at the moon
I am made of porcelain
They want to smash me
Like I like to run
Through fresh snow

Somewhere
He is barely alive
Sits
Stares
Drinks
Girls' corpses under his feet
Students
Musicians
A teacher
Fools
I'm a hooker
I'll show you a good time
Tie me to the rafters
I'm a thinker
I could stay there
all day

That's what you can see in her eyes
That's what's scary
That's what you're trying to
All this
It's just an effort to

He drags on a cigarette
Let her play her games with someone else
He thinks and smokes
But all he's got time to do now is smoke

The woman is a threat, sir
She's got unpublished manuscripts
She's a pacifist, sir
She wants us to love the anarchists
The anarchists are calling it rape, sir
The anarchists have got a Queen
Black, multiple legs
A spider
Or a bee
She thinks they're beautiful, sir
The anarchists

She's got a vision of a grand technology
Pistons
Towers
Glass
It's an instrument of genetics
Call in the biologists
Have them check the blueprint
Now
Rush her to the hospital

The detective's a courtesan, sir
She runs the whole thing

The man is tall
Tall as office towers
Or pine trees

And her friends is as beautiful as a flower
Her friend walks barefoot on the grass beside the sidewalk
Knowing that in a lost house
She will defend her friend
Her friend will defend the world
They're ladies dressed like men dressed like ladies
Wearing each other's skins
Even though she's crying

He thinks about men
His friend guesses what I'm up to
A telephone call is made
A life is torn up by the roots
Tea is brewed

She'll probably bring you back to 1962
Stand barefoot on the porch
With the baby
She's knows she's Hunter S.
She knows the gangsters are coming
The military copters are coming
The Pranksters are knocking at the door
I'm a hippie
There's a grizzly artist
Editors
A lawyer from the past
Cocaine
Hot tubs
Tangled sheets
Ayahuasca

One of the most amazing novelists
All great Canadian novels are about alcoholics in old houses in Newfoundland
Fucking JC

Bad girl

We still don't know how much time she spends in the forest
Her parents were a black bear and a moose
Her sister is a mountain goat

We kill them to look ourselves in the mirror
She's a lot nicer than we imagine
She sits in grass
Then a bus stop full of flies
Where we se Aquilegia

We haven't the time
Hide in the mausoleum with Cat Power
Peter Doherty
The Constantines
Amy Whinehouse
A stone angel with no eyes
The hills of Kitwanga

I once saw her friend naked in a room
F*ck with her friend
She'll burn down your house
She'll go to the cops dressed like a housewife or a librarian
She isn't afraid to lie
Though she doesn't like to
She'll take all your alcohol
Where have you left your watch?
Are you an old man yet?
Not yet
You've got your watch

You're beautiful
I'm powerful
I won't let you
Die

Watch her spend twenty-five years reading books of dismal science
She'll smoke with you in bed
Best to have fun with the truth
She knows exactly where she's going
To a room with you
Where you're watching a crystal ball
Like you were always in a graphic novel of No Exit
With your true loves
Plotting to take over the world

Books of Economics
History
Philosophy
Physics
Biology
Law

Am I going to see what you're producing?
For you to live forever
My love
My love
My my my my my love
My love

Sometimes he would leave to look at the trees
He always went back
She would do anything to keep him
Fame
Riches
Revolution
Something that cool
She can
She flaunts it
He could pull her hair
Tie up her hands
Do something to make her ass sting
She wanted him to love her
And he was very exacting

It's unavoidable as lakes
I've spent so much time staring out car windows

That was the name
Whispered by the water
To get me to lean over
So Hades could pull me under

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