Tiger Stripes from XX by Danger Painters

Sliding through my fingers
Like tiger stripes that linger
After the cat has left the room

Drifting through my mind
Like the notes that Pink Floyd fingered
Now that that song is a minefield
In your room

Turning away from the light
Burning bright is for flame
After the candle whispers good night
You’re smoke
You’re smoke
In my room

Walking On Thin Ice
Was playing on every single station
One of our saints had left too soon

Longing for an amanuensis
Even as the word escapes us
I guess I threw away my reference books too soon

Leaving all my words goodbye
To Blake and all his visions
They swarm me like the desert
They eat me like a spoon

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