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Space Grey Migraines

Space grey minds – made complicated –
These hotel mind-mansion muddled mud-bloods’ migraines, migrate through marble madness in a world where mirrors set a wide mould...
 
Bouquet of the fitting brain,
these silverfishes, odd souls, under glass mass,
forge their separate ways -
 
to avid void identities,
paving stone by paving stone, thought by thought,
scar by scar, screen by screen, smelling and selling our spirit...
 
Like the gold smoke whispered clouds from her serious clown mouth...
and the deep blue sky night turbulent feeling,
 
We’re stone dragging dreamers,
born gutter of the night,
eyes always feeling...
 
With roof rows of crimson,
these car attached mannequins,
Wake up where magic meets music -
Strange sheep soft in the glitching hope hearts of these sugar plane crash cities.
Otras obras de Edward Harrington...



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