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Street Sweeper
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there’s nothing to save you
no hope, no god, no home, nowhere to go
there’s nothing to save you
just below the granite
we suffer out of sight
choking on the fumes of someone’s better life
brutal in aesthetic
a noxious perma-night
monolithic shrieking
the rhythm of our life
beating 'cross the concrete
as progress rushes by
we nest amongst the footings of the gilded high rise
shadows always growing
they watch us in the night
chattering and hungry just to take another life
something's always creeping
somewhere out of sight
something in the air
doesn't feel right
someone's always running
waken in fright
fire dancing frantic to the screaming in the night
bearing down like a juggernaut
street sweepers coming in hot
as those chainsaw teeth, lock in place
'round our neck like a fucking noose
hands up, heads down
shield your eyes
terror blaring from the speakers
shaking out my teeth
stagger-standing like a foal as our ruptured ears bleed
line em up, line em up, they say
as we're dragged across the concrete
towering, high above
they stare with beacon-eyes
bent low, face to face
snapping jaws make a wicked smile
surveying every speck
every pore, every drop of sweat
and they laugh, and they laugh as they’re lapping up our fear
streetsweeper kicked in gear
a monolith of grinding teeth
chewing up an engine block like its naught but rotting meat
and that juggernaut of hate and steel
eyes us for its next meal
stretching out a split second
infinite as we stare in fear
knelt before their cruel god as it slowly wanders near
face to face with the churning sea
kaleidoscope-like metal teeth
and we gaze all gorgon-eyed at that horrid maw
cascades of fluid light, bisect the night
the eerie dance all strained and odd
as they waltz the molotov
it slides so sensual
shivering screams where it goes
and we run as swift and silent as falling night
running blind through the labyrinth, deep below
sound fractures all scattershot, am i alone
howls ahead, jaws behind
near and far, all the time
and I laugh, and I laugh as I slowly lose my mind
time stretches through the centuries, questing for light
withering to a hollow shade, imprisoned in night
fade from view, we fade from view
rotting through the decades as we fade from view
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Street Sweeper (Inst.)
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