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Symbionts

Prelude - my umbrella is a boat

Musical mood

-- aargh.
-- put on some music, then.
-- hmm... damn parallels.
-- grow up, will you.
-- i just might.
-- good one.
-- mhmmmmmhmhm.

Passing throught

look the trail it pits my cheeks
a fruity friend is idle now

the kart is full and off the cliff
angst and empty miss their goal

SHOOSH! waitaminutewa i t a m i n u t e w a i

Pimpom a dwarf is knocking at the door

shreds and words and letters, signs
digging pushing stripping chains

a smile a tear a flesh and blood
a kiss a breath a hand and kick

dance then walk then tremble still
lie then sleep then look away

die then travel go away
fly then sit then here with me

lookyouhavearearviewsee
says the ish behind the net


wibble wobble fingerquick
steel and software fingertips

break then leave then turn around
catch then heel then be contraire

stay then turn the north away
stick then look then staaaaaare

WHAT washes our banks away
what erodes this current pulls
i don't want to when will we
go round why are you on that
side is there a floor beneath
do you see what i see in
the mirror with the shovel and
the brick and some wheelbarrow glance a
head strong shoulders hollow cheeks
but full of air and could you blow
a little too the side will touch
the wall so it will go
POOF

Who
am I are you
do
I read do you
am
I read are you

does it ever quit?

Fingertips where are you.
In Glovegdamn.

Carefull

I'm tripping
over the string
the red one
you know.

Not fallen

- Wasn't fallen, was it?
- No, I know. I thought I'd slip it in.
- Sucks, eh?
- Yeah, I know.