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Beast

by Oh Petroleum

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1.
Where the fire is I cannot say I just fling things into the smoke It takes a lot of money It takes a lot of time Together we stand, see the whole plan! April's glitter rose up with glory Felt its shining tail on my back As it plowed The earth I see something else In that print Behind the title and the names Though they said "it's nothing But a corroded bill" They've made it look pristine again All them words have been floating Kept in layers of toxic air "Bring not The war to an end" From the circle no news has come I guess the thing is just decaying The poor little things they offered Stay all in the casket of the day
2.
Cut off yourself a piece of you - Oh you, meandering you - do it according to no reason to no vision to no book We are all pissing in a pool - it sounds cryptic and cruel - Who keeps reading all that shit the stories and the myths in the music magazines? - let's meet beneath the loudspeakers - we are here - we yell Follow me upon the train Follow me upon the bus Who gave the plans to the agents? Who revealed your faces and served those on a tin plate? Warm up the voice before the talk Please, do that trick with the phone I put a finger on your pulse eyes on the clock I serenade you by the metronome - let's meet beneath the loudspeakers - we are here! - we yell.
3.
I'm on a metallic tape over a deep gap between the isle and the coast It's just been put on paper that I am a soldier from a cold planet my heraldic stuff is both masculine and feminine I slew the dragon since my armor resisted its breath I walked into darkness when you son were the only light no erotic moon nor streetlamps nor Bengal lights up above blue was the world when my hand dropped down into the other hand and the great troubadour waited on each and every word If I look down at the metallic tape in which I am reflected all the time If I look down I see my cunt where harpies nested all around many years ago I was young then and had no confidence at all look, look at this! This letter proves, dear people in the tent the amount of electricity I spent on each and everyone of you.
4.
I look desperately at my own mouth This is really too frail to empty Now those words sound like someone else's Like sequins glued with spit upon the arms I've always been a huge fan of the riddle I expressed gratitude to myself for that I like to dress like the night at night I am nude in the labyrinth I am reciting this verse loud then quiet solo I pinpointed it on the diagram though I find myself in thought As we still walk through its litter and, at times, converge into its place I am reciting this verse loud then quiet solo.
5.
I'd draw the going down I dreamt I saw it first I dreamt you entered the room preceded by a book which someone had once looked at and sighed The rhyme they intone The italian epic loop electric hare, it wakes me up it makes me think of you when you went peripheral through and through and tinnitus arose Its birth is punches and kicks there, just a step out of the light cone of the neon I fall in a stunt I failed a somersault I am the unidentified animal that drones over the shed while you sleep and the night voids your head of time Its birth is punches and kicks there, just a step out of the light cone of the neon.
6.
We jumped down into a quarry at the very end - They made streets and buildings with that - I ain't been compelled to come here and we, what've we dug this hole for? - I remember the blast the big ball of dust we settled down, we declared our citizenship but by the end of the day our eyes were opaque ideas looked so old At this moment I guess that I miss you.
7.
In the dim light the filter does plaster dust falls about I show them the key then I just swallow it A bass drum keeps rumbling deceiving their nerves - this is not what it seems - An imaginary cigarette the hole in the eye its door is shut to nobody My hair and all my teeth yes, I painted it I put oil and pigments on the brush I like glitter myself I am the tragedian I adopt any idiom I am jeering at people tonight 'cause they talk too loud I take them to the celebrity's tomb and tell it like it is - you can't have it - you can't have it you can have photos of the building but you can never get in Even the old sayings in your mouth only gather punks around you I like my name as it sounds like Mephistopheles Mephistopheles Mephistopheles Mephistopheles Mephistopheles.
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Pieces of a youth-less body in a jar Pages of abused painters' diaries on fire Singles, couples and groups in a pic They stay with me They'd never blow themselves in a torch Nor would they tear a statue down They sleep and dream in the traffic jam Into contorted vehicles I offered you a cut up tendency And some other useful tools And you, my friend, gave me big ideas You troubled mover in the movement Beware of the mythomaniac's roar Beware of the vampire weeping against the door You'd better glance not through her diary That it's not poetry.

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released July 4, 2022

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