La Petite Mort
November 24th, 2006Death is the ultimate orgasm
Death is the ultimate orgasm
I had some
beautiful experiences: first
I saw you
in some flowers
you were them
then, I found
you in a
Fig Chewy Bar
… it was like
eating of the
body of Christ
I Am. Your
mind is nearly
perfect and I
remain in awe
please be gentle
let us talk
It’s funny because
all I want
is to sit
in a café
with you. How
simple. How devastating
Maybe
I’m just dead
and this is
Heaven and Hell
Composed, performed and produced by Flora
I didn’t know
and I didn’t mean
’cause I didn’t
know one could
feel this way
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You are suitably at one
with your body and the sun
You’ve read Karl Marx
You’ve taught yourself to dance
You suffered for your art
been joggin’ in the park
You know you should go far
You know you should go …
But there is a question
you are not supposed to mention …
Lyrics by Bros (?)
Composed, performed and produced by Flora
S/he is not
your mission, s/he
is your reward
I kill myself
every day, every
now and again
I drown with
all the pain
that’s the way
that’s the way
I kill myself
every day, every
now and again
I drown with
all your pain
that’s the way
that’s the way
Composed, performed and produced by Flora
Smaller than blackbirds, with a short tail, pointed head, triangular wings, starlings look black at a distance but when seen closer they are very glossy with a sheen of purples and greens. Their flight is fast and direct and they walk and run confidently on the ground. Noisy and gregarious, starlings spend a lot of the year in flocks. Still one of the commonest of garden birds, its decline elsewhere makes it a red list species.