A few of my friends are luckier then me,
halogen lightbulbs unused DVDs
The acumen with which you packed your bags was sweet
Crumpled pillows, undergrowth debris
And nothing reminds me of love except you
is a silly reminder, close to the truth
A website made of indispensable cries
Babylon rebuilt on neo-retractable lies
A wonderful crime in home improvement design
Fictional marriage stock market decline
Who are the denizens of the anti-south-south
Reverse flags tabacoo mouth
Muttering something about Nick Land
Digital tractors we cyborgs demand
It's not Texas if you don't call it a home
A final goodbye an illusion made known
Welcome back to drinking turpentine
The wonderful taste of cut down pine
You know just as well as I
That in a chemical pit you have to give it time
A turn style that only lets you jump
Under the trash heap and under the gas pump
I want a wooden bed and a wooden house
Synthetic Nature is a permanent spouse
Synthetic Nature is a permanent spouse
Synthetic Nature is a permanent spouse
Synthetic Nature is a permanent spouse
Synthetic Nature is a permanent spouse
Synthetic Nature is a permanent spouse
I'm still living in that same old house
Your thumbing through a copy of "On Photography'
But still look in a photograph like is that me
A chair that tilts so far back
That your beer can spills in-to the fine china rack
I want a question that makes it known
Like "What can I call a home?"