The Screening - Coilguns

Screening our minds

Leeches for dreams, neurons and veins

Dances of joy and angst and pain

High speed blasts at smooth pace

Kitchen tables and fridges to violate

Mirrors of lust, velvet and lace

Sleek lips and colours to simulate

Idioms of love and trust and trade

Rhythms of foreign lands on tapes

Twangy reversed sounds to anticipate

Luminaries, clouds and cosmic veils

Gigantic bright eyes to fascinate

Wind machines dominated landscapes

Public announce systems to suffocate

Amplifiers, nothingness and self-decay

Wood sheds, hostels and rooms to stay

Plastic palaces and roles to play

Millions of reasons to celebrate

Desperate causes, dust to inhale

Wood burning feast and aggregates

Mashed up eggs and sausages

Lousy t-shirts in empty cases

Anti-ageing beats to propagate

Pride, immunity and punk debates

Death, organs and melodies to nihilate

We take it all in one hand

And the other one throws it away