From

yesterday you told me
never to feel bad about
wanting you

and to remember it

so there's a technological
dysfunction
somewhere in th sys stem
waiting for the report

To

it's what you don't know you know 
that's important and 
the girl behind the cat 
knows everything 
although 
they say that in sweden 
anything is legal if you 
call it medical research 
 
know you that what you think  
you know stands between you 
and wonder 

i am defiled 
every aspect of my being  
of which I have been aware 
is tainted now 
with some 
substance not my own 

net irde

you don't need to know 
me anyway not online 
not like that 

you have your own  
life to live 

while mine is still 
on back-order 

sed sed

i sed "you saved my life"  
she sed "i saved your mind" 
all pristine, there on her 
waste cab pedestal 

no one is accepting  
nothing now 
no how 
us what i heard 

they gotta condition 
preemptively diagnostic 
attrition sensitive 
star theta 

nocturnal and territorial 
hunters of prey 

bat seizures reported 

team spirit at an all time 

damn our oneness 
you're using me 
and giving nothing 
back, like i were 
a whore - and 
not a very skilled one 
at that 

ego dysfunction 
traps here 

your syndicate has attempted to 
 call my people
whenever you know what i mean 

you really should 
sign your work 
goddess 

data circuit

intensity strobe
all the boundaries 
were clearly defined
a sink there 
a emitting source 

black bag

i have a black bag
in it i keep 
a lipstick and 
the dildo you left
on the floor 
next to my bed
on that June day
before the planned 

 trans-national expedition

i have a black bag here
and in it i keep some things
it's full to overflowing
memory of you

 it was a disaster, of course

they had us surrounded with 
death and ash - I was fighting
for something i'm very very 
sure of
you know
you

 and some others, of course

i'm not the psychoactive you 
are afraid i might be
the one you need

i don't trust you
and you don't respect that
i guess you just haven't been
down quite that far to get it

 we're scavengers, of course

you seem to think that's a joke
and you never would say a few of
the more important things that 
someone in the position you claim
would certainly have communicated

you are a death trap all naive
in your glorious regalia

i have a black bag

this is secret between us

impossibly so
talked about by everyone
quite openly and yet

still

there is this something

 

afternoon light / cedar hill farm

the stories that we tell

the stories that we tell each other never end

 perfect darkness 
 perfect light

the stories that we tell each other never end

i won't tell anyone i saw you 
i won't be around while you're 
 forgetting 
 who you are and
 where you came from or 
 if your friends are 
watching me

knot

wurds

eny muire

it wasn't yer wurds 
toucht me
eny wai

ghost girl

cornered in the garage
trying to break the cycle
find the end of the wave

the weird resonance 
amplified by silence

i remember you
 from before

i know you
 better than i realized

on the forest floor
 on the backwater

they told me you were dead
 a long time ago

and all this time you've
 been haunting me

 you wanted me
 you said "for ever"
 and you 
 kept talking about that
Sunday

 when we could
 and you would 
 let me

yesterday