the camera pans. the talking world screen unfolds. my living room, no, my life, fills with the light and the truth. free me in the light of the new world order. people wonder why i have withdrawn from the world. i dont. i have made the conscience choice to substitute food for sex. alcohol for human contact. masturbation for love.
does anyone remember what was once known as yugoslavia? the mythology we call civilazation is just that, mythology. i still remember the blind dumb belief of my youth and tonight, how i long for that again. to turn on again. to plug into the vague semi erect dream of youth. before it came with a corporate label and a think tank. frank sintra, elvis, the beatles, bowie, the sex pistols and wire.
plug me in....