flower girls play lover
grave games in the courtyard
i heard her
screaming like a radio

that girl
left marks on you
she just screams at the walls
the kite string pops,
i;m swallowed whole by the sky
we smoke the bones of baby dolls

techno-liquid
screaming meat
heaven;s cold beneath my feet
cyber love
the anti-man we make love .. because we can

virgins play where the bay goes blue
barefoot (& bloody) eating mushrooms in stew
work for pay & pay for freedom
fuck 'em all, we don;t need'em

everything;s gone dry like bottle glass
scraping cross the pavement

music: goldfinger; san simeon
mood: cold