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  1. 01 There logic Smashes Against some kind of There logic Smashes Against some kind of Subcutaneous chemistry — She read All my poems — can you imagine? — And blocke… MMXXV
  2. 02 I stopped writing: as if, I hadn't existed I stopped writing: as if, I hadn't existed not yesterday, not today. And it went empty between the window and the chair… MMXXIV
  3. 03 A crooked lane by the Louvre. Summer in Paris. A crooked lane by the Louvre. Summer in Paris. Behind an old moped shamelessly crawls a dirty lorry. In the cab Nirvana… MMXXIV
  4. 04 I'll brush the paranoia off, Without eating a single pill, I'll chase it down with time, I'll brush the paranoia off, Without eating a single pill, I'll chase it down with time, Sit the past on my knees. But… MMXXII
  5. 05 I read in the cellars of Versailles to old rats I read in the cellars of Versailles to old rats poems in French. A light-grey, pale pack squints one eye, drinks wine a… MMXX
  6. 06 And now the music has stayed with me with black branching notes, beaten in under the skin with explosive bars, And now the music has stayed with me with black branching notes, beaten in under the skin with explosive bars, merciles… MMXX
  7. 07 We all look like museums of fears, we go on judging We all look like museums of fears, we go on judging by the colour of skin, we put on a pious face, and at the same time… MMXX
  8. 08 I was taught by Van Gogh's paintings, that God — I was taught by Van Gogh's paintings, that God — is Nature. Either horns of plenty, or the bullet of a young and viciou… MMXX
  9. 09 In the days, When fingers wove like vine, Where across the rooftops walked In the days, When fingers wove like vine, Where across the rooftops walked Eyes undiluted by alcohol The ground slid aw… MMXVII
  10. 10 Don't forget why you're here, What you daydream of every hour! Tear but don't tear through that thread, Don't forget why you're here, What you daydream of every hour! Tear but don't tear through that thread, That briskly ho… MMXVII
  11. 11 I laid out a garden Of living stones A coral façade I laid out a garden Of living stones A coral façade Of bright shadows. Of the sea's depth A storm of shades. The light… MMXVII
  12. 12 We are the wrappers of our own mind, Garish cases. On brands We are the wrappers of our own mind, Garish cases. On brands and assorted slogans We feed and entertain ourselves. And… MMXVII
  13. 13 They're prepping us for the meeting With the planets' new resident. Made by a genius's hand, They're prepping us for the meeting With the planets' new resident. Made by a genius's hand, Artificial intelligence. E… MMXVII
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