SMALL TALK AT BUKOWSKA AND LIBELTA: A poet in Poznan. - Poetry Chapbook, 2012.

“Krabo” They say moon is the same for everyone Streets are hostile or friendly Nothing depends on your luck You exist cause you’re taught to...

Monday, June 14, 2021

The Machine is Always Right

The Machine is Always Right

A synthesizer moans in the distance
I lay stunned under my woman's blanket
New York is calling but I ignore the urge
Distractions worry everyone
We should be safe in flower power of the witching hour
I listen to an organ concert again
They happen in our local church every Saturday
Every Saturday
I'm keen on golden religion, misspelled names
And noise
Noise
Noise keeps me alive
Let's find another barge
The synthesizer moans again
I seem to recognize the pattern
I'm sure it happened in a Schwarzwald corner of the world
Laying stunned under your girlfriends' blankets
Trying to transcribe the new found sound
It has no boundaries
But everyone is safe
Noise pollution ready
We lay alert
We lay alert
Lay and listen to the machine
The machine is always right
We lay and listen to the machine
The machine is always right
We lay and listen to the machine
The machine is always right
A synthesizer moans in the distance
I lay stunned under my woman's blanket
Distractions worry everyone
They happen in our local church every Saturday
Every Saturday
I seem to recognize the pattern
It has no boundaries
Everyone should be safe in flower power of the witching hour
I listen to an organ concert again
Keen on golden religion, misspelled names
And noise
Noise
Noise

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