| Pick up the pieces Each & Every one of them. Siren waving down across the road. Unfriendly bartender who don't care to talk to tourists. Raggae playing quietly in the background. A guy with a Fila t-shirt with a dark blue jacket purchasing two already-rolled-joints. I light up my unfinished joint. Saved in a little container, like a laboratory animal, who is patiently waiting to be disected, amputated, patiently waiting for the judgement day. Once there was a chicken who survived 7 months without his head. Its soul could not die from losig its head. The owner took the chicken to a tour across the country. From Texas, Kansas, Oklahoma, Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana. Chicken with a head, chicken without. What is the difference anyways? Even better if they come without the feathers and their awful smell. The owner made a fortune taking the chicken around. They even went all the way up to NYC. Neon lights flashin', but chicken does not see, does not smell, or nor to think. Healthy body, no mind. Mind the gap, mind my gap. YOURS??? Flying helicopter dropping a shadow onto a big big field. Fill in the gap, I'm sick of minding the gap. Everywhere you go, people gap, gap, gap. Twenty-four-seven, separated minds. She's cutting the seals off from a 6 pack of Coca Cola. Cutting with scissors, again and again. She's saving the turtles, turtles who swim around the ocean rather slowly. Turtles will survive, she's a turtle-saver, turtles have babies, carry their babies on their stable back. Soon the babies turn into adults, will lay their babies to breathe the air. Another siren waving down the street, chasing through the crowded alleyway. Chickens crying without a feeling. Chickens dying without crying. However, she will not see the turtles surviving. Turtles don't know, it's her who's saving them from ruin. Pick up the pieces. Chickens are torn in pieces. Once there was a chicken who survived 7 months without his head. Unfriendly bartender watching a football game. One of the player in yellow uniform just got injured and insured. He rolled around on the grass for a few times. He left the game with a bag of ice on his head. Once there was a chicken head who died without its body. Kaoru 25-9-2000 @pick up the pieces AMSTERDAM |
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| Kachun 9-8-2002 draft@The Garden MONTREAL |