Wrong Way Up

Day 2,258, 21:52 • Published in USA USA • by Silas Soule

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Wrong Way Up


Hmmm..... Here's a brief lyrical attempt at explaining my somewhat less than rigorous approach to playing the game, with a little help from Brian Eno and John Cale...


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I aim the bow of desperation. I need no facts or validations.








I spin relentless variations and scramble up the bugs of a fallen e-nation.







I was congealed but now am stirring. My eyes dilated for this rhyme.








I am a turnpike of temptation. I occupy and get by with my own ovations.










I am the wheel. I am the turning. And I will take my glove to town dude.












I swim the sea of permutation and live beyond interpretation.






I scramble all the names and the combinations.





'n penetrate the walls of explanation.










I am the kill. I am the burning. And I will slay my dove in clown school.




I am the seal. I am the whirling. And I will play kindly with a hound, too.
























Yeah. That about explains it I think.
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PQ