i reckon its egyptian when acolytes breathe in

banks sway & twelve black speakers come on stage

marigolds gleam in poems & protect us yes but

giant capes are more effective shoes that

leave no trace of me when picking through

the winkles & amazonia without podia posing

in ways that put supermodels to table i didnt

smoke dope yesterday & im not going to smoke

dope tomorrow because im going to be on the

triple j hot 100 with all the other symphony

players talking in the shadow of the valley &

hearing no evil in silent movies of menstrual

men the egyptian conniption is that beckettian

figure in white linen deciding our toilet breaks

the girls eating leaves with crackers in their hair