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CREAM

I've trod in some white liquor,
the kind that can be perfumed
to cure a sick man.
It was scattered here and there
on my clothes and my skin.

I felt it mutating
the structure of my bones;
I was down on all four.
Food and drink
were within my reach.
When I tried to stand up,
a sweet honey-like cream
was shown to me.

When I cut myself,
my red blood cells
seemed to be mixed with milk.
No more curiosity,
speeches from above
were chewed for me.

All around me
I breathed in vaguely
a smell of soil and disinfectant
but I was no longer afraid of disease;
my organism was sterilized,
I was feeling so good.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing

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from Organic But Not Mental, released May 26, 2000
music: Gregg Anthe
words: Emmanuell.D

ⓒ + ⓟ Antonn Records, 2000. All rights reserved.

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