for the lord god a newborn term
bringeth
shit upon your heads my bodies
shit upon your heads
welcometoeternity
i am theone called anganok
the sad imortal anganok
eternityis heavenly
let me set you straight
it’s boring here and lonesome
likecoldfoodon a paperplate
here it’s justus pale ghosts
with nothing to do but worry
each day begins and ends the same
watching the human’s hurry
oh look there’s one over there
there’s a human behind the tree
and over there a little baby
isn’t he cute
but that was not for me
i could not sit and watch
i was an artist
at least i used to be
before i arrived here
and quickly misplaced
my personality
so instead i commanded
i conjured i evoked
even though it’s frowned upon
even though it’s not done
instead i commanded
i conjured i evoked
i kicked the other human
and i called him my son
my demon my saviour my ace in the hole
all i needed all i wanted
was a son was a soul was a son was a soul
my son my soul
what could i repress
still it burns
if i’d been more selective
taken a little bit longer
i’ll need a brighter boy
would the story be the same
would i still be to blame
the year it was 80
the raging sea
of the cold new england coast
and hear’s a sailor’s toast
to the most fearless captain who’d ever sailed the sea
the man of name zahumnia and that plaque belongs to me
my demon my saviour my ace in the hole
all i needed all i wanted
was a son was a soul was a son was a soul
my son my soul
the wave relinquished me
over everything everything
sand and blood and everything everything
water and wood and everything
bones of the living bones of the dead
bones of the dead
over you over me over everything
fetch me my harpoon mr smith
aye aye cap’n
what colour is the sea today mr smith
it is the color of tears captain
wild black tears with colors and smoking red fire
she’s all ablaze with fury captain
mr smith
yes captain
did you ever see the colour of her eyes
once they were the color of birchbark
no that’s not right
swollen puss colored like death they were water mixed with blood
no that’s not right
they were the color of ripped lungs of poison of death it stinks
there she was i looked deep into her eyes and they talked at me with a smell
a smell
the wind’s picking up captain
like the stench of a million dead fish all rushing at once up my nose until it exploded agh
you’ll be sure to tell us when the wind begins to carry us like that mr smith
you’ll be the first to know captain
you take the wheel now mr crow here will take the watch there you go be off now
aye aye captain
ship’s log june 6th 80 nothing like
today i felt her again i know she is nearby
her bubbles come up from below
i know
and soon we shall look upon each other face to face
the great whale
the great transparent whale returns
the great whale
the great transparent whale returns
the one without color with liquid skin
the great whale
the great transparent whale that is the very shape of terror agh
easy my captain this is all but fancy
fancy call ye my fear fancy my terror my bleeding nose fancy
um but captain if the whale be truly transparent how shall we know to see it
i am captain here i will tell you what to see though you will never comprehend
see anything yet captain
silent
mercy captain
mercy
suddenly it comes to me the beast cannot be chased down it is waiting there just beyond the horizon waiting for me to come
how blind i have been
thar she blows
thar she blows
avast lower the longboat the time has come be not afraid your fate is in my hands now
into the boat now
row harder it is close
captain there’s nothing there
listen there it is the sound of her blowhorn the roar
the roars my dear
listen to the roar
captain let’s turn back
pull steady men it be close it be beneath us now
pull steady
pull steady
a moment of silence means the devil is near come to frighten us away
kiss my ass fish face
oh god sake’s captain
she rises
jesus it stinks augh
thar she’s huge beyond compare it’s open jaws bigger than the sky behold the snapping skeletons of the dead
who dangle and flap
dangle and flap against the claggy dentine cliff
and the smell
the smell’s so strong that it penetrates you and desenses all but my face augh
i caught his nose then i caught his eyes and he caught mine
i looked at my crew all frozen white in terror and then myself suddenly frozen too
like them i was suddenly white
like them i was suddenly small
of the same stuff were we my crew and i
each of us human
each of us helpless
in an instant we were made equal together we had become in that moment a speck of white dust disappearing into the black mouth of eternal night
stripped of illusion we were now transparent like the great beast itself in who’s acid breathing belly we were to lay for a snug eternity or two
now i am here in the belly of the monster’s belly with my idiot son
who must be fed raw fish parts or else he cries in his sleep
and keeps both heaven and hell awake with his dreams
i don’t have time now to remember or to care or to think about tomorrow
i am behind in my chores and will never catch up
we sail on in this foul stink in search of wayward sons
other offspring of unruly angels who dare to challenge the great ship giver
transparent leader of illusion mother of great and deadly dreams
they will find peace in their madness just as i have in mine
Artist: The Illusion
Year: 1969
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 539