fly with the vultures, picking your bones clean
hear a time bomb ticking, blow up the whole scene
ghost in a cold sheet and a trunk full of gasoline
mouth a smoking barrel, tongue for a magazine
observe surroundings calculate the trajectory,
enemy vectoring unveil the alien weaponry,
i check my watch, its countdown for the reckoning,
wingspan for the thermals, still high from a second wind
dissecting limbs: a studious need,
stay awake with closed eyes, the illusion of sleep
whats the program? a glimpse can catch a glitch in the matrix,
run among the junkyard with gifts for the makeshift
stand on the giants neck, born from a microphone,
letters from the sky fall, brainstorm in a cyclone
scavenge bodies? its best left to the insects
so i carve words in planks left in a shipwreck

catching shadows in the corner of my eyes
waving at my vision like its water in the tide
so i let em wave
let em wave
let em wave
then i look away

from the lab i reside in a coffin inside
start my pulse with some volts are you often alive
hung from my spine,aiming for the autumn: black tides
claim the bottom of earth for when our planet capsize
psyche in bandages or an ego in gauze,
body strapped to the table, a jar of ether and saws
seen a sinister side, when fear is palpable; run
or else they open your mind, using a scalpel for fun
greetings from the gallows, rope in a noose to hang
words return from your throat like a boomerang
not quite insane, got a modified mind state
draw a line beneath and divide by a primate
fly straight through the middle of the storm
and gyrate words in a riddle to the score
i fiddle with the spore slice, splice it in my genes
and manipulate the core with a device inside your dreams

catching shadows in the corner of my eyes
waving at my vision like its water in the tide
so i look away
look away
look away
and i let em wave