Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Spoiling for Darkness


We await

certain arrivals

with dust

and needles.

Let it come down.

Lord Bastard,

Roy the Boy

and 

Big Jack Alaska

approach

the west

glimmertwined 

and spoiling for

darkness.

Roll out 

the fucking kettledrum

and 

trumpet.

We will uncoil

an uprising.

We will enter

with alarum

and 

car crash confusion.

We will reign in reverb,

absolutely enervated,

threading the shithouse oblique,

ecstatic terrified 

and

falling through an 

emptiness 

thinner than air,

chained 

to our own 

vicious mole 

of nature. 

3 comments:

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Jake said...

You kicked so much ass last night! Thank you for the shit-eating-grin-cramps you gave my face.

ScaughtFive said...

Shit howdy it was fun. With the pre-show run through of the set, that has to have been the most guitaring and singing I've done in all my kip. My fingers are cracked and bleeding but that shit rocked! Thanks for coming out.