Salad Daze Archive Unit 17 (2001)

Soft Target

Sacred goods for a profane market: make way for the advent of the next Soft Target...

You got screwed over in our clover, but now you've come back for more.
We'll let you choose which way to lose - do you prefer Virgin or Whore?
We built this city on your aching spine, which suits us just fine.
You can march in our parade while your ideals fade, you're such a good gold-mine.

It's so much more fun than denial & regret: all hail the rise of the new Soft Target...

We grant you a heritage where brother eats brother, it makes your dreams nice & easy to smother.
All you have to do is shrug & turn away, so while the children burn our fiddles can play.
It's payback time so cough up that dime, you know exactly what for.
We stole your choice & altered your voice, you're such a good little war.

Bless you for swimming into our gross net - get up on the altar, you're the next Soft Target...

Salad Daze Archive Unit 16 (2001)

Panic's Wheel

from Panic comes Prophecy
from Prophecy comes Knowledge
from Knowledge comes Survival
from Survival comes Innocence
from Innocence comes Care
from Care comes Law
from Law comes War
from War comes Peace
from Peace comes Panic

Salad Daze Archive Unit 15 (2000)

Heart's Fancy  { a Satyre }

imagine me not imaginary
I am your heart's apothecary
wrapped in panic cold & alone
here is the ballad of each shaking bone
this beauty discarded on a summer's day
whispers our warning from its muddy lay
feel me near as kind as ever
I am the cord you cannot sever
wrapped against both hands & swords
none unravels this knot of words
these same burnt eyes seek anew
to share the kinship always with you
know me not quite unknown
I am the elixir you never own

Salad Daze Archive Unit 14 (2002)

for the unknown empress

pretty maid wild & true
in trousers or a dress
the one no-one can guess

i bore a sacred key
a phantom you swore never to find
i loved you enough not to mind

noontide's half-blind side
strange new spirit majesty
a gentle truth that melted me

you felt like such a zero
when you were my only hero

while i surrendered i learned
from the greatest lyric ever
your voice's small clean river

pretty maid so smooth & fair
you made each day my perfect day
the bergamot in my earl grey