Let's Talk About Flowers

Let's talk about flowers, those little ladies in miniature that break ground to flaunt, shamelessly, nature's confused desires.
Small and dark, they grow at dead end streets, and by mailboxes and metal bridges.
I can feel how the great urban structure trembles with each new prickly birth. Mourning the fracturing of its gums that split open, permitting itself to be pierced by
mysterious dental devices that sprout chattering bitterly:
"Soon we'll devour some tired animal, some hungry dog that hesitates a moment before two streets that are exactly identical!"
But human creatures, idiots when it comes to the language of flowers, only know about the pain that sinks and drowns them. Thousands of cords and cables twisting and twining among the fragile organs of their bodies. But still, how marvelous it is when they learn hunger and can even devour their own members! And the incomparable taste of the first piece of chewing gum! Deforming the stuff and rolling it around until the taste runs out, without looking for a way out for hours.

The city laughs, laughs showing the empty wet buttonholes of its inhabitants.

Poem by Sandra Santana
Translated and Spoken by Ben Van Wyke
Synth by Tom Law

Let's Talk About Flowers
(Instrumental version, for the Power Company)

synth by Tom Law

Let's talk about flowers, those little ladies in miniature that break ground to flaunt, shamelessly, nature's confused desires. Small and dark, they grow at dead end streets, and by mailboxes and metal bridges. I can feel how the great urban structure trembles with each new prickly birth. Mourning the fracturing of its gums that split open, permitting itself to be pierced by mysterious dental devices that sprout chattering bitterly: "Soon we'll devour some tired animal, some hungry dog that hesitates a moment before two streets that are exactly identical!" But human creatures, idiots when it comes to the language of flowers, only know about the pain that sinks and drowns them. Thousands of cords and cables twisting and twining among the fragile organs of their bodies. But still, how marvelous it is when they learn hunger and can even devour their own members! And the incomparable taste of the first piece of chewing gum! Deforming the stuff and rolling it around until the taste runs out, without looking for a way out for hours. The city laughs, laughs showing the empty wet buttonholes of its inhabitants.
Poem by	Sandra Santana
Translated and Spoken by	Ben Van Wyke
Synth by	Tom Law

Let's Talk About Flowers (Instrumental version, for the Power Company)
synth by Tom Law