Vivant
we wish we knew who wrote it

Vivant!
directive excellence
serrated spoons behind my eyes
dessicated moon parade
cry before you fall
flagrant panes
in traffic lanes
shatter now to bits
the tacky colours floating
down the freeway where she's waiting
the desert moon burns hotter than the sun
distant arrogance consumes
the waiting royals on the train
and the fires burning brighter
feeding off the acid rain
 

Street Exit
 

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