and invention of the cureJul 04, 2008 - 12:08 PM PST And I laid on my back hiding my face And I ran to the closet peering through the cracked door waiting for death And cure of the banal I'll find the girl (invention of the cure) And bring her to Africa she is the answer And made of light as the world grows fetid her tribal song will echo And burnt voices the men will grunt at her sight the women will shriek and children will know With skinny noon-time shadows at the pinnacle hour of disgust she blinds us all And the sun will envy her after-image, fluorescent truth
painted on the black-eye canvas -smd 2008
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Title: and invention of the cure
Added: 07-04-2008
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