PINK CHURCHES | download PDF | see PUBLICATION
By croc E moses ©2001
do you
do you
do you
do you lie in stereo
do you ever get the urge to rewind rewind the radio
do you play attention play attention and listen to your pillow
do you pay to play….do you smile when you pray
do you pray
do you plant
do you have a plant
do you love your plant
do you know your plant is in love with you
do you draw south portraits after you trade in your compass
do you do you state the oblivious if it’s obvious
do you do you remember last December
nevermind
nirvana
in November
do you find your own fault lines fun funny fine your spine is actually fine
do you get bored of subconscious cheat on your blindness
do you hide the crack in your face making the mirror nervace
do you know your weakness is this strong
this strong this strong this strong…weakness is this strong
do you know you’ve just broken your own record
do you curse all your could haves your would haves well damnit you should have
do you resist symmetry for your own sanity
do you ever think the mercenaries will take up trip hop drumin
do your words become a weapon when you sit still with a pen
do you pull pull pull your punctures punish with unsent letters
do you burn the bread board
do you binge from the fringe
do you panic
do you panic
do you panic
for better or for worse honey
I do
do you meet your bullet your drop to dust
do you risk or do you rust
do you dig for stars
do you search for the drips
I mean do you search for the sacred tap
while you miss…the drips…at the front door
do you seize to believe because you cease to believe
do you fondle your billion honour the thief within….or
do you pass the cushion get the treasure off your chest
do you hear the bleeding
do you only now indulge in healing
do you unzip your mind do you lean on the ceiling
do you practice left hand dishwashing
now close your eyes and try it with no hands
do you feel better because you fail better
do you stalk yourself for loop wholes
grow young grow young
as you glow old
do you see
do you see
pink churches
on the border
to the heartland
