Bugolgi Apparatus

  The Other The other is waiting   the other is unknown   the other is scary   the other is alone   you’ve got luxury   you’ve got homes   the other is dying   on your phone   you’re convinced   it’s a trick of marketing there’s a risk of compassion going wanting   the other is guilty   the other we hate   the other we kill   with everything we think What will we discover   about the other   what will it tell us   about ourselves   wrapped in chains   taken as a lover   we would do anything   to escape ourselves  

  Free Concert For The People Who Live Next Door

smiling faces   blown up bodies   fast cars  and poverty  happy bosses  exploited workers  processed foods  and cancer wards  and  your love

  It wasn’t supposed to   be like this we adjust   to what reality is   so far   we take in new information and we talk   form these hypotheses   test them out   we laugh in their faces   ignoring their approaches   holding them to the spirit   of the law   evoking higher powers in a song   staring them in the eyes   calmly telling them they are wrong  

  I’m Patient   I tipped the staff   paid for a cab   ate a snack and made   laundry money tonight   thinking of Scott   Miller’s suicide   how useful objects ignite   against a glittering past   I blew my check on goddesses fainted on deck how a knock   up the head makes you introspective   as you’ve got some prospect   I give away all my books   I like to see them improve   lives of a few who really get you   oh, boy I’m patient   #gametheory