Flashy combat, swift smooth movement so fast it’s confusing
Studied human movement with Ido Portal for two Tuesdays
Before I decided I was loose enough, let loose
Bull in a chinashop, pay for the broken vase with weed pay
My attitude like a broken vending machine, out of order
Don’t risk your fivers or your life, won’t get what you ordered
What you said was recorded, left a usb key with a reporter
Front page if you cross me, this way is fraught with ice and frost
Await the thaw, me indoors with the weight, observing the whole estate
Through the back casement, blazing hay watching the grey sky turn hazy
At break of day, Alfred Hitchcock films my eyes made, imagining neighbours
As they aren’t, murderers and criminals and witches plying charms
It’s more farm than manor, all manner of scum, barmy, brummie mums
With babeful tummies out sucking down tins of coke and rum with roadmen
Buddies until the flood hit, then they’re not giving back ring buoys anyone floating by
Can’t deny the moonlight made me smile sometimes, my mind went miles away
Floating on perfumed lies, trials and wiles left behind, ascension to Deggial
Snap back to it, reality backlit by thing occultists manifested
Patience testing unrest on the gravel
Can you believe this shit is happening in my own driveway
Fist against window like a mallet smashing the gavel
Feel spacy, stacey messaging lately but I’m not Gavin
Not Gavlar under my vest, not just beers we’re having
Grab a handful and gob them, lob them down the oesophagus
In mockery, what’s buried sarcophagus resurfaces
What’s above atop of us occurs below, the rocks and dust
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