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Ode To Maya

On Neruda's tomb, we lied,
Soft the moon of august sounds a cicada,
Blue the fester hue of silence, flags of Iran,
Green for the broken soil,
White for the broken toe,
Red for the broken song,
Rejoice, my fellows on the open road,
Breathe!

… for there is no sound so…

There, the journey unfolds before your eyes,
Surely, you have seen this film before,
The winding roads with the swaying trees of gold,
The constant winds rustling the tired leaves,
The standard drone of the quiet engine, in a train,
Watching the villages shifting away in stained windows of poison,
Hearing the same crooked Mexican cricket chirpings,
O Look! The sea! The sea where fevered seagulls fly,
No more, I ate the sacred cow in the pavilion of Venus,
She, bones softer than feathers exactly,
Five thousand six hundred and sixty eight miles,
Away, I bet on the Kop, for the Kop, Kop, Kop…

A pop mop lop bop xop qop hop vop cop

Why the machine flowers when you turn snow chalk sorrows
Into the Cova d'en Xoroi, into Lin Daiyue,
Go forth, go the netherworld horse-faced escort,
Holding a lantern, hoofed to magic balls of fire,
Illuminating ink shadows of new age crows,
Not pure but butter hot cross buns smoking,
Bow not to false gods of dreams,
Real smoke floating out of ears,
Eyes sealed, lips locked, noses frozen,
She walked, a step in turn, each,
Heavier than a ball of stone, six feet in diameter,
She sank, slower than 2 cm of sugar cane tears,
For she must have shed buckets of salt,
By the way she coughs her handkerchiefs of blood,
Go, Maya, wet your twigs of tambourine a blazing,
Hot as leather, whipped, cream of hell…

How about a diamond studded cock?
Does he sing Spanish songs?

No, he lays a platinum egg once a fortnight,
Jazz, medicine for the bland blackened dumb Nexus bride,
Most tragic heroine of despair,
Didn't you drink his blood when the Wednesday snake bit his finger?

Remember Rangoon?

Yes.

Do you prefer a bitter helium sunny honey cup acupuncture antidote to cure your cancer of sour bones?

Tell me.

Will we meet on the Road to Pagan?

Rome 2005? 19 hours of waiting for May in June.

No more.

1998年圣诞在吉隆坡跟红河兄弟。