29.12.07

slow

122907(am)
Slow drive home to a symphonic reworking
Some call it music, I call it love.
This misty drive otherwise silent so
Incalculably pleasurable
That I dont care
I dive alone.

Past the 76's, Shells, Cheverons
Past the 711's, Vons, Ralphs
Past all the places we buy
Things we don't really need
There is a small place
They call "home"
I hope I find it soon.
Home is much more then just necessity.

Liam Elliott 2007. All Rights Reserved.




122907(am2)
Destruction is all the rage these days!
It's all i see anymore
From TV where troops
Are dropping bombs
To us watching the TV in
A country that doesnt
Much care for the war and
Spreads venereal diseases
Labeling it as "holiday cheer".

Truth is: we're all dropping bombs
Brutally murdering civilians.
Just that most of us are homelanders
And our only weapons are our bodies
Irresistible.
Fatal.

Liam Elliott 2007. All Rights Reserved.

Cheers.

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