The Nacreous Oughts

22 June 2006

You know the way Enigma sampled pygmies and Gregorian chant?
I just heard a Bollywood song that sampled them.

   The Vampire Guitars

Whenever the summer winds blow I hear the flowers whispering
stay on, permeated with their obsolescence,
a servant of the rosy cross, a correspondent with the stars;
a scumbling. It said these places were new
being gained by holding back on discovery?

Whenever the summer wind grinds the epoch of
poetry, it is impossible
grim dump only morass until murk platinum
ambit bituminous of roil you say was thought
umgang this is my

dark and fume and the death rate.

K. S.

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