
A swansong of limbs on a grainy TV But the ghosts of idealism Wrestled their way in via private interests All fat cats now, but friends with the rats And the rest of us, in cargo 200 May we all watch Swan Lake once more Until the end of time And see how their skirts […]

And after he was planted in the ground Just like a tulip bulb War broke out and his value rose up To push the daisies out It takes printed usurps To make a dead man work so hard From beyond the grave like that

So she ate a poison apple From the burning tree It embarked a strange flavour But that ain’t the story for me Even if my hair caught fire And smoke ran through the streets A woman’s desire is sometimes Just to have something to eat I won’t miss you If it takes over a month […]

Hey Pippi Longstockings I could hang my coat on that nose With those stories I won’t ask where those golden bars Of yours came from Or when the old monkey of yours Last showered

So my blue note girl has met a man He’s promised her something She’s kissed him once, she’s dazed Says she feels a connection with him Man, I guess that’s convection for you. I’m not hurting, but need to untangle That knot in my throat when you tangled my tongue with yours Spend another night […]

So I’ve been taught since the 90s to clear my plate So now dessert feels like work, after 3 burnt chops Before these non-deterministic magic boxes, we were Just mechanical turks with calculators Monkeys who knew how it all worked Before the rest of you forgot Who wrote frameworks weaving Machines we could control We […]

Split up into little duos Two against the world Into atomic kin Don’t have too much fun Or think Because unstable orbits Might give people ideas

It’s all shadows on the wall ’til their legs stop to shake Pocket contents falling Breaking, lemon wedge unbitten This didn’t match the brief When we emerged from the sea The pupa unwraps Cicada crawls Disappointment sets Imagine how this feels for them No sheets, no ropes No umbilical cord No tie on the door […]

Retarded orange shepherd’s golden toilet Has seen more secrets than it keeps Black-hatted white sheep milked for his green sheets Black-eyed, Tweets: Whatever happens, we have got the spaceships, and they do not

Рани, рана, раница Зима идва бързо Но лято ще е студно също В тоз прокълнат мръз Сняг ще пада Само в младост Сурвакари, сурва, сурват Зима идва бързо С багажа, който нося От студен вятър се обръщам

To design the architecture of our ruins And decide the colour of their bike shed We are the ghosts of the machine Sorted into blue, red, yellow or teal Not knowing if what we see is manufactured Or if it’s real, because it was too far away To travel and see for ourselves On the […]

In a world where secrets Cohabit with a gilded thinking chair Digital twins. Animals and saints. Drinking each other’s water Until too many of us lead To there being nothing left