June 21st '10

The ants cover this city

why do they all drive so slowly?
well they all have shadows
but here it is just me
it's just me
with one
blooming explosion
I can taste this spiraling blade
and I will cut me
and cut her
and cut him
and cut you
that's eight legs
less than what we deserve
in the short noon
tuning engines reserve
start again
but I am all ready there
silhouette dissing appear
finally clear because here
it is just me it's just me with one...