Machines of Loving Grace


Album: Concentration

I'm talkin darkest night
A shoddy simulation of paradise
leopard tights
a sinking fascination with neon light
and inside
inside its warm and tight
with the budding blond hookers
and their decadent heart
desire's a violent jackhammer of the heart
when the world decends int the helter skelter
and the girls crawl in the shelter
{ Refrain }
I'm looking for something
oh come together about me
and I don't know what i want
to walk all over
I'm looking for something in between

I'm talking blood on grass
an overripe suburbanite heartattack
and paint all black
because the end is accellerating back to
the beginning and everyone is falling in line

with the balding blond hustler
in the heroine hovels
giving dollar sucks inside continentals
with the radio blaring out Helter Skelter
and the creatures come in for shelter

{ Refrain }

Poem: © Copyright 1993

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