Piston from Bionoid Inside by Chapter 24

I thought we weren’t meant to be talking to each other
NOW I admit that could be an immature doctrine

I move in the machine hallways
all seeing all knowing destiny

push it down push it up to the wall of this drunk
connoisseur on the dole
explanations of the impossibility
enlightenment or anger
it really doesn’t matter
to be around me
its just one or the other
you don’t like me
you don’t like what I’m doing to myself
(and i tell you I’m doing still say)

touch one lose one
hello it’s oblivion
in your lounge room
in your kitchen ‘till dawn
nursing a melancholy kick-on
no sleep no denial
and i suppose you had no way of telling i was lying
‘cause I’ve been dreaming this whole night long
and i think i know what’s wrong

I am the Piston
once was a Christian
you are your wisdom

[Carter…does anyone here remember President Carter?]

anyone hysterical
holding back a heckle
harbouring a hidden jackal
just waiting (for it to arrive)
just waiting

Constricted in retreat
a trap
I am wary before I break
I’m caught unarmored ripped out beating
told to continue on

regodless (I’m godless)

once was a Christian
I am the Piston
you are your wisdom

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