If we lost the war
Posted: November 14th, 2007, 5:45 am
Reality is a volcano on the verge, like Saint Helens.
Madness ruins beauty and beauty flows quietly from madness,
polyrhythmic and poly-modal in poly-orbit, and circles in poly-circles,
and the great species are algae blooms glued to an ageless rock arc,
rock art of kingdoms like a half tick, full of erosion and gain and truth,
like an earthquake out in crushing absolute zero with the stars out.
If we don't win this war I'll be forced to speak Russian.
So then how do you say "kiss my ass" in Russian?
If we win I'll be forced to speak absolute zero,
with the stars out.
Madness ruins beauty and beauty flows quietly from madness,
polyrhythmic and poly-modal in poly-orbit, and circles in poly-circles,
and the great species are algae blooms glued to an ageless rock arc,
rock art of kingdoms like a half tick, full of erosion and gain and truth,
like an earthquake out in crushing absolute zero with the stars out.
If we don't win this war I'll be forced to speak Russian.
So then how do you say "kiss my ass" in Russian?
If we win I'll be forced to speak absolute zero,
with the stars out.