random theory from Van Duo by Pavl Dirham

folks tell of an old whale
behind the blood-backed poppy men
his skin is whiter than pale
and he speaks in low amen

some swan-tailed sirens
sing the song of crooked friends
circling hoods higher and higher
farewell tickets you'll soon apprehend

time goes so slowly
the human body is lowly

plow our soul
bleach our speech
you want free
you're running away
into me

alice for the short guys
huxley for the unfree
thompson for the uptight
and a moby dick for me

there's dead and there's bread
this side of the shining doorframe
it will be painted a soviet red
after the genocide of whale and fame

time goes so slowly
neon signs are glowy

show the sow
where flowers grow
you want free
you're running away
into me

into me
into me
into me
into me

• Folk
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