Who am I? I am no one What do I want? A human head Who are we? We are everyone What do we want? A large portable fan and an aeroplane So we can go zuum golly golly Zuum golly golly Zuum golly golly Zuum golly golly Zuum Let us us stand in a circle Hold up our hands like an aerial That way they can't miss our signal We are the chosen few, heroes...Learn More

Big moonlight Torn from the earth and out into near space by the sun Movements in phases, tides so high that the rocks rose, came undone Everything quivering, swilling and spun Leaving a hole where she lay for so long for the ocean Lit by Big moonlight (ookii gekkou, ookii gekkou, ookii gekkou) A gradual cooling and rendering of space Rain came...Learn More

Where did it come from? The wind picked me up Span m round and spat me up Fifteen hundred trembling skyward yards With my head up in the clouds When I landed Injured but complete Disarranged but on my feet Starter wings I fold inside of me Was I flying? Was I steeled? High and low pressure Hustling together I am a dizzy wind Move with the...Learn More

[Spoken] And so I emerged from this quantum field What is this simulation, and why am I here? I have hands and I have eyes, and I have things inside me I pulse so strangely...Learn More

Sound is naught but air that's broken And every speech that's ever spoken Loud or private foul or fair In its substance is but air And that the wheel will cause another And that the third and so forth brother And every circle sister Causing another Wider than itself Loud or private words are spoken First moves air about and so then Another part...Learn More

I've reassembled What do I now resemble? If memory serves We'll all be preserved Take what you have learned Run with it faster Faster and faster Atomic alignment of body and mind Micro and macro in unison, combined Understanding you Understanding me too Perfected lifelong Find the good pathways Leading to what is true Be a light vessel...Learn More

Looking for a sign Cues and movements, my allies Faithfully I'm reading between the lines So much here to see Patterns made by timid trees Wishes painted symbols on their sainted leaves Are the voices real? Speaking in a coded spiel Are they only noises chorusing in key? Nothing here to see But magic trickery My imagination's skeleton key Work,...Learn More