black noise

dont smile much in public
wear our second hand clothes
dance on the edge of pins and needles
too clear and too dark

eerie brittle significance
we are atmosphere

warning warning
and atom could ransom all

become underground at 23
disorder life
make a mess everywhere
tell every lie in the world

this is the start of it all
coming to an end one way or another
sooner rather than later

croon anguish
handsome spin and despair
sordid middle of the road
disconected

take away
take over
need the trauma

glass capering cold anxious iron lurid
spare marooned noises off

ectoplasmic ego
growning soon
into his space

fill senses out from within
marbles lost

privacy
isolation for two

(just a piece of my art; wish you enjoyed)

Cool poem. Reminds me of some Skinny Puppy lyrics a little.

Thanks...

Skinny Puppy... I like that band, but I haven´t ever deepend into their music and lyrics.

In fact, inspiration to it came from Bauhaus, DADA, and Rozz Williams.