tundra of light

no noise.

the electric wizard

spit
splatters
masterpieces

tripping the void

suddenly,as if unavoidable

matter masters his cadaver

shattering his voice

If only GOD could see us now.

that sunofabitch would laugh his arse off

sip tahitis while listening to no limit records

followed by tha hot boyz.

Grim times on the horizon

as if
fortold
by hymns

glimpses of an unwanted past

time spent

in the belly

of the great cosmic infant