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Author: Dani Compose
Fiction Rated: M - English - Supernatural/Horror - Published: 11-29-07 - Updated: 11-29-07 - Complete - id:2444565

Handicap Yellow Selection Vol. I

On Dani Compose

Divorce Song

Oven Maison
Cold is season
I can’t see the raindrops
Tongues are paving
Screaming, saying
“Go until the pain stops.”

I remember this old house
I remember what you used to be
Hemlock served in small amounts
You suffered all you meant to me

Beautiful music made with broken
Tins and wires, burying
Boxes filled with pretty teeth
Dirty fingers digging in

I Am the Paradise Bomb

Long, scary devil bones
I am the hatred metronome
They made a bomb, I made it long
I used my spit to write this song

All I want is to break you down
You scream for them, you scream it loud
I built this revolution plough
I coil on idiots in the crowd

Soliloquyof a Moving House

Chimneys live by taking it in blood
Animals fighting – raking on the wood
More brains than drywall – tenants understood
No room for peoples hating on the good

They watched their highway peel away
They searched like blind men feeling clay
And perched up high, or so they say
Were spheres, but they don’t work today

They’re Prisoner Orbwise

The sun is always shining here
The scum has started blinding here
They’re buying humans – sign it there
They’re crying – puking – they don’t care

Bewitch those citizens – carelessness
These peoples, they embarrass us
A slavish doctor cares for us
A slavish hunger scaring us
Erroneous.


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