so garbage come pale is skin
pretenders ideology in repetition
forcefulness of lumpy ego
lurk sky scar scrape tied love
hence traditions allow you to live
gestures of surrism scrambled perception handkerchiefs
undo you do stand will voodoo rhythm
time is your cell using jazz encryptions
measures most what lives their hell
ways of paths borrow street names as face
Thursday, March 11, 2010
André Pissoir - On Neighbors
'i don't know about me, but i think you're nuts' -André Pissoir on Neighbors
