the shed of electrofried

in the night-garden done day fades in sun-burst haze as rooted in soil we breathe beneath your dreaming gaze d...

I want to kill the acrid taste in my mouth and fly like Robbie Robot high dissolute and landing to the eclectic feedback spilling TV...

Past sentient city rush and the seemingly stained concrete tube sewer tunnel horse power cold cough day break HOWL and an old man...

i have not met you like some slovenly dash my head against the wall cutting up scenes in a dark, harsh black and white screaming animal ...