Linea Aspera // 2012 ———————————————————————————————- He’s a protozoan, he’s just a filthy protozoan.
The roads are dry and dusty and we’re taking in the scenery. Waving to the people in the fields; this is life to me, as far as the eye can see, and you are dead to me.
I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines and you were the anomaly, a conceited disease. Time spent in foreign lands is a cure, it seems, and it triggered a change in me.
This is an unfamiliar strain, I have no immunity. Ravenous and unrelenting, pathogenic and parasitic.
This is unclean and it has to be treated. Parasite in the bloodstream: this is unclean, and he’s feeding, he’s been feeding on everything.
The roads were dry and dusty, we were taking in the scenery. Waving to the people in the fields; this was life to me, as far as the eye could see, and you were dead to me.