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Circus Animal
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couldn't say my name at first, strapped to tables chains and cages enraged but i was faded after three hundred years in a hellish den i was an experiment a child of a bitter man torso alight – colour green and shining i strain to see anything my chest light is blinding a product of a mutilated genome body as an open source code my brain the commode i unload a white babysac of chlorophyll overspill into an iron grille my own cess fill in this hell i'm a tool they use me and my shell because it powers the cells in which the powerless dwell the daily integration means you never ever fear them rusty wires slice temples, injecting serums blue-light sentry haunts me in the night with they laser lights body remain in sight but i have a second mind i hide, i'm warped too much this they never can know, scientists with their gene codes can't know the sick rainbow in my dayglo eyes wardens touch my shackles and philosophise i set afire in the maddening dark, i grow a claw and find my tongue twist sideways and make myself a lung i self-detonate with mutant stamina my brain ascends from a broken canister the circus_animal has had enough on a podium of burnt steel dripping in brine i'm cut free, roar my name for the first time. forever online, my spirit is a hunchback hate my old cell but i always come back to attack, drag science in by its pink hi-liter hand here's an olive leaf man do you like clones? hey! you're the whitecoat sprayed DDT in my throat, now it glows! yeah i grew another voicebox back i can do that now steady while i sew an ovisac in your back evolution's a must after all, once a man now a toy and no it isn't just you i produced too... once but then you made me production victim of human lusting i’m free in the cosmos and all is bliss galactic corporates i made subordinate your planet is a desert now, your children slaves i just reflected fate coz things are much the same i got your rusty scalpel and YOU say MY name here, have a mouth, you can say it again and again you can act like me, and can do what i've done when my black shell rises like a white hot sun an inert universe, you go down in a technicolour sea but if the crowd allows you can pirouette freely the clock is ticking slower coz man just made a clone but watch it grow teeth it would like to be alone i sleep daytimes, approach in the night armageddon bazoo and you made me, so watch as i rise! |