A Library Used To Be (Black Hole And Its Concentrated Edges)
Do you make good money?
I make some
I hope when you listen
Think of money
How it dries the very ground
Oh the roses bloom from money
Put it in, twist it in
Twist the bills
Watch the transfiguration
Oh I know it makes your head spin
What we do with money
Oh I know it makes your head spin
What we do with money
Did you love Mimesis?
The first two chapters sighed:
I am a forest
I am a fascist
And we knock internal selves
Are you the transcendent signi-signified?
Oh I lied:
Promised not to sing the word "signified"
But you've got science
You've got science
I am reasoned poor defiance
You've got science
Finest Science
Fix bad motors
I know it made your head spin
What we did with money