On my relatively blank memory
All photographs leave scars
Of your insect inspiration
In the ice formed on my windows
Memories here are conjured up
Still inside they turn me up
And leave me feeling
Survival here is not enough

Like a spirit he remembers
Longer than your lifetime
Further than your mind can see
And further than your heart can heal

I cross a wander wall from east to west
Declare myself a king
A gesture that would have no meaning

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• Blues on Sunday
• Eldridge Street
• Facts About Spiders
• Fall from Grace
• In Anticipation of The Pope
• Insana & Her Manchild
• Jim Gore & The Ghost of Missouri
• Lappish Tea Song
• Save Me from Myself
• The Haunting of an Eastern Man's Mind
• Ukranian Technological Faith Dance
• Visions from The Acid Couch