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Twilight City
Contributed by
Lee
on
Tuesday, 21st June 2005 @ 08:38:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
scifi
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Poem Contents
Inner-mind Gem Mine
Zebba Whitsen
Interstellar Fellar
Biibyl Midribel
The Wondermaker
The Other Side of the Galaxy
Keeping It All Together
When Sunlight Through the Window Came
Cosmic Collapse
Strange Western After-life Dream
Tabal Sforen
Where the Shrill Beckons
Marble Planet
Once Upon a Strange Occurrence
Dungeons of Planet Sinaveve
Shall We Dwell?
Ephemeral Splinter
Light Years from Now
Pronounced
Silhouettes of Former Men
Aureole
Eyes like December Glass
Planet Sinaveve Lament
Dandelion-lady of the Lake
Whisper Your Name
The Brook
Whatever Time May Bring
Don’t You Know, Baby
Babe, You Know
Girl, I Have a Secret Place for Us to Go
Sunshine Love
Rockin’ the Juke-joint
Intruder Alert!
Carousel Song
Twilight City
Coagulated Music Video
Patients of Destiny
A Wild Blue Adonis
Images Culled from Obscurity
Upside-down Poetess
This Oblivion Fate
Daylight Hears You Crawl
Eternal Scent
Bone Plateau
Spectacle of Fire Motion
The Mystery of the Night
Behind a Mirror of Draped Thoughts
The Flames of Daybreak
The Hearts of Time
A Haunted Breeze in the Villa
Caves of Diamond Memories
Wreaking Madness for Amusement
-Inner-mind Gem Mine
The Memory Holder:
There are things you just don’t know
Many places where you are afraid to go
But let me take you to the far-out place
With sapphire eyes and a pure blue face
The StarFlower:
The color is vital blood red
The fresh lives being led
Lollygag Brutus:
Do you want to go to the desert of the squawking crow?
Then we will have to fly the ship pretty low
Zebbe Whitsen:
Have I spoken of the inner-mind gems?
Do you wish to seek them?
Did you ever think you might be them?
Zebba Whitsen:
I will take a roast beef on pumpernickel
Hold the mayo and the pickles
We all know how some minds can be fickle
-Zebba Whitsen
Lollygag Brutus:
I have knickknacks
Where my mind does lack
A hack-a-sack (all alone)
His name is Zebba Whitsen
Some say he is at his wit's end
Do not accuse his hair of having split ends ('cause it don't)
Zebba Whitsen:
Yeah, we stopped The Memory Holder
Before he could lock us in the mind-control hole
He would have left us dazed, dumb and out in the twilight cold
Now all we have to do is get back home
The StarFlower:
A task that will not be easy
Gee, I hope your stomach is not feeling queasy
You'll have to meet the liquor-tuned Biibyl Midribel
In the joint called Slice o' Greasy"
Zebba Whitsen:
If it must be done
Do it we must...and have lunch
Lollygag Brutus, go fetch the purified water
From the Venusian elephant's trunk
Sally Astronomicle:
O scotch-guarding scooters
Catapult from canyon cannons on Jupiter
When we ride to Quadrant U we better test the subterranean sub-woofers
-Interstellar Fellar
Zebba Whitsen:
I see something beautiful
It rests in your eyes
Sally Astronomicle:
We are all made of triangles
Moving through silver skies
Open the door to the shingled cellar
I guess you are an interstellar fellar”
Lollygag Brutus:
I wish you two would continue
This engaging conversation
Some other time
For now we must
Meet the one
We have been trying so hard to find...
-Biibyl Midribel
Parsven Undertoad:
Biibyl Midribel is an old acquaintance of mine
I cheated him out of his bounty many a time
He has always held it against me, but I will not hide
His nose is crooked
His face looks funny
He likes to eat eggs that are runny
Argh! Me matey
He is a space pirate with a ship named Sadie
And he tries to woo all the ladies
I do not like him very much
I equate him to a fester of pus
He is always blabbing about pointless stuff
-The Wondermaker
Vestaisiax:
Jumping rats
Ate my can’t
On senses to enhance
The StarFlower:
If you look into the sky
Notice
The wondermaker
-The Other Side of the Galaxy
Zebba Whitsen:
Yeah, you know
You just cannot let go
O everyone is going pro
Professor Obrioutte:
When you start to shiver and shake
Just remember that you are not an invertebrate
And don’t let anyone tell you that them’s the breaks
Zebba Whitsen:
I’m going to jump across the Gajhgut Hills
I will find something more than real
It looks like an alligator is licking its chops
And I will look for you
On the other side of the galaxy
I’ll look for you, I’ll look for you
On the other side of the galaxy
-Keeping It All Together
Sally Astronomicle:
I feel freezing
My mind is easing
On to the picnic table
That sits spits teething
Zebba Whitsen:
Winds of fire
World of flaming brains
Keeping it all together
Keeping it slightly sane
Wenduvian Women:
A figure of a man
Conjectured in his shadow
Dogs are waterlogged
In the straight and (bone) marrow
Space Leopards:
Say, we will return
Let the chorus wheel burn
All chameleon thoughts, we will discern
-When Sunlight Through the Window Came
Zebba Whitsen:
When sunlight through the window came
Pouring through like the Persian armies
Crowding Drought and Harmony
In the Drying Season
The Oligantigalle Prose Militia had already
Extended itself to the Cod Regallas”
-Cosmic Collapse
Biibyl Midribel:
There are rumors…
Of the StarFlower’s origins
And how he forged twilight into flame
Marring an inexplicable stain
-Strange Western After-life Dream
Zebba Whitsen:
Come around and join the celebration
We will slow dance
To eternity’s sweet melodies
And then the swift fiddler
Will join the banjo player
And bluegrass will emanate from the concert hall
Come around and join the celebration
This is a glimpse into
A strange Western after-life dream
Grab your partner
Dose-e-doe
Let loose your joy and forget your woes
There is a herd of mythic cattle
And their hooves were made of pure gold
They are said to graze in vast fields
O to find them searching on the living plains in vain
Yet here in the dream
Here in the dream…
-Tabal Sforen
Parsven Undertoad:
I have a big belt-buckle
W/a mural of skeletal steers
Let us be spirited cowpokes in this ghost town
Six shooters
And I think I have
Caught my spurs in the sagebrush
Phosphorous bandits in bandanas
Rickety steel wagons w/so much gold
They ride right through them
I want your silver coins in my saddlebags
Wenduvian Women:
But we don’t want to fight the bad men!
Lollygag Brutus:
They came herding into town
Paint the buildings lime-green reverse
There is desperation in the pleas of the townsfolk
Wagons of silver shot to pieces
In the saloon they all have a shot of whiskey
Except for Tabal Sforen, who lingers in a corner
They see gallows and flames reflected in his eyes
Sally Astronomicle:
He is a phantom in rhinestone duds
He goes dancing through space
For the red-blooming buds
-Where the Shrill Beckons
Tabal Sforen:
I see a dark silhouette at the frame of the door
An etching of a cowboy hat
Smiles back from Gorgolo’s Saloon window
You can see them
Yes, they are singing
You can see them all still drinking
Where restless spirits go
When they cannot sleep
And you know, cowboys are always the last to leave
On the space range
You can go insane
If you do not take in the beauty
On the space range
Your life they will claim
For the bounty hunt is their duty
Where the shrill beckons
Well, I reckon
Life goes by in milliseconds
-Marble Planet
Space Leopards:
We are on a planet
Haunted by an array of overcast spirits
We have come for the statue of Dia de los Muertos
This statue we will take
I hope our gravity boots do not shake
For then the statue will drop and break
Then our greedy hearts would ache
We are on a planet made wholly of marble
-Once Upon a Strange Occurrence
Vestaisiax:
Once upon a strange occurrence…
A token for the esteem of ditch-diggers
They have gained many a space explorer’s trust
No one sees the mad skeletons
Scratching on the asylum walls
-Dungeons of Planet Sinaveve
Parsven Undertoad:
What lurks in the now-seemingly tranquil
Dungeons of Planet Sinaveve
Could it be beastly knights?
Ready to cast a rusty blade at invisible opponents
Could it be the chop-block man?
Ready to lop off the noggins of unfaithful servants
Are the star-crossed lovers going to save each other from disparate peril?
Not down here, no
There is a place for them to stretch out
Way out
Maybe as far out as they can go
And the human-spike tomb is a good way
To catch up on some much needed rest
The Duke of Planet Sinaveve comes down the dungeon steps
What does he think of all this madness?
He revels in the sight
The Duke of Planet Sinaveve:
More to it all,
More to it all!
-Shall We Dwell?
Zebba Whitsen:
I think of yesteryear
And wander through a good dream’s voice to hear
Lovely thoughts of the well
Where our cherished waters dwell
Can you not feel my love for you, my dear?
Are you thinking, as am I, of yesteryear?
Shall we put on our fancy dress and gaudy apparel?
Shall we dance at the ball where royalty waits in peril?
Shall we dwell in a thing of haunting beauty?
Where we can see each other by the light of a moonbeam
What do you intend to do with the remaining hours of the evening?
Shall we dwell in the forbidden land where the teasing breeze turns freezing?
-Ephemeral Splinter
The StarFlower:
The residual influence
Of a Greek Tragedy’s affluence
-Light Years from Now
Lollygag Brutus:
Just to be me
And to stand again
By the clear blue sea
Seizing the day
In a sea of knowledge
A place where carefree lambs go to frolic
-Pronounced
The StarFlower:
I have quoted in the past
A memory of glass
That fogs when the breath of ages
Increases voluminous wavelengths to inspire new youth
Let me calmly expose sharp talons used to grip a false body
We have crushed a head not even worth dropping
-Silhouettes of Former Men
Vestaisiax:
Beside a hill of shattered ornaments
Extraneous limbs feign a weak attempt
Infinite worlds collapse in sheer black
I am here standing in front of stage-prop pearls
To exhibit the show
At long last
-Aureole
Zebba Whitsen:
Laid a wreath for my soul to keep
It rests in the wither of Bitter Winter
It wouldn't keep, would not keep
Sincerity carefully set to recede
Not even the freshest appearance
Of our precious spirits
Lasts long enough to keep
No wreath could contain
The depths of my
Broken-down composure
When I have vanished
Bending to the night's abandonment
Frigid grounds will keep
But what when sincerity carelessly recedes?
-Eyes like December Glass
Biibyl Midribel:
A blackbird has a perch on a cauldron
Eyes like December glass
Sensational spirits sip fine wine in a chalice of silver
Planet Sinaveve holds the dreams of unwanted night chills
Rustling chains
Jack-in-the-rack
What new means of imprisonment will they use against themselves?
By all means
New incantations are the way sensational spirits call forth their lost loves
-Planet Sinaveve Lament
Biibyl Midribel:
O Planet Sinaveve!
How could I think that living in you
Would be like living in a dream within a dream?
I throw down my troubadour’s dance
And in anguish take up
My knight’s lance
-Dandelion-lady of the Lake
Zebba Whitsen:
If your eyes
Do not shine
W/some things you know
You may not
Make them glow
It is your lovin’ I just don’t know
Lollygag Brutus:
Where are you going?
I can see your tired feet
Walking up and down Camelot’s old village street
Zebba Whitsen:
On the mountain top it is snowing
I would like to meet
Your love that makes men shiver when you are sweet
-Whisper Your Name
Zebba Whitsen:
Languidly moving from side to side
I see where my fellow mind
Does take its place in the moon to abide
You made a change
Once you were my main
Squeeze, but you won't
Let me even hold your hand anymore
You were once my glittering comfort
My shade in the sun
My shelter in the rain
Now you will not even let me
Whisper your name
At the creek-bed
Where I cannot raise my head
To see you
Tell me, is this the last I have seen of you?
I hear what you say,
But it does not seem to be true
Because I know
That you are going to stick around
Deep down inside
And I will still
Whisper like a clown
When you've cried
-The Brook
Zebba Whitsen:
You have reached the brook
The lonely brook
At your reflection, you took a look
You came out looking like no one cared
You turned into a bird without feathers
You do not have it all together
Your land of supple lovin' seems to be bare
Why will I not let you?
You know I will not forget you
Why will I not let you move on?
You've lost lovin' for me and it just seems wrong
But you
You won't let us go
You're a pinching for an inch on love
And itching for a living
Sally Astronomicle:
I may be drained
Still I have love for you the same
Zebba Whitsen:
All you wanted was love
Now the day is turning gray
And all you wanted is slowly going away
-Whatever Time May Bring
Zebba Whitsen:
You know it well by now, my friend
We can go through this again
All over the place
All over every place
I see you rockin' away
It's time to let love chase you down
And bring many hearts around
It is time you know
Whatever time may bring
Hold me close so our hearts can sing
Together
Yes, together
Together, whatever
Time may bring
You know I will love you
And it is in you being with me
That I believe in
-Don’t You Know, Baby
Zebba Whitsen:
Babe,
O don’t you know
I love you, baby
Don’t you know I love you, baby?
You drive drive drive me
You have really got my pedal to the floor
I am all revved up
And I am rip-roaring
Babe,
O don’t you know
I love you, baby
Don’t you know I love you, baby
You fly fly fly me
All around the universe
I have my hyper-drive all geared up
And my wings are on the rise
As I see you on the horizon
-Babe, You Know
Sally Astronomicle:
Babe, you know
I love you
Babe, you know
It is true
Starlove
Beside me ‘til the end
Come to me, we will live the future tense
-Girl, I Have a Secret Place for Us to Go
Zebba Whitsen:
Girl, I want you to know
Girl, I have a secret place for us to go
Thin rivers can be made wide
And we will get carried away on the spatial tide
To our secret place
An island with a rainbow waterfall
I really love it when the moon calls out your name
I think we were meant for this secret place
We will sit and talk
Then we might take a twilight walk
It is so serene
Here in this secret place
I just love how the night with you tastes
-Sunshine Love
Sally Astronomicle:
Miniature goldbeaters
So many fish eaters
Can you catch the card cheetahs?
Down ‘round them parts
You might find a ghost
Holding on to a candy heart
Professor Obrioutte:
Impulsive
Can it be
Repulsive
Is it he?
Propulsion
How fast is free?
Lollygag Brutus:
I tried to batten down the hatches
W/a box of wet matches
The Venusian elephant broke free from its cage
As Zebba harnessed a molecular ray
Zebba Whitsen:
This is my love for you
You have to see
My love is true
I am dancing on the
Dream of love
River is flowing
Our love is glowing
You are my sunshine love
We’re dancing on the dream
Yeah, we’re dancing on the dream of love
Give me your hand
I’ll take you through the dream
Give me your love
I’ll show you so much to believe
Sunshine love
Dream of love
We’re dancing
I will hold the embrace you have given
In our dream of love
That I am truly living
-Rockin’ the Juke-joint
Zebba Whitsen:
We’ll rock the juke-joint at the twilight hour
We’ll try not to make any faces turn sour
We have the moves
Yeah, we can prove
That we are rockin’ the juke-joint
They serve patties and fries
We will give all you people a live surprise
You will not believe your eyes
‘Cause the way we rock
We’re going to knock
Your socks right off
-Intruder Alert!
Lollygag Brutus:
Excuse me, Miss
How do you do?
I see you have on
Your red high-heeled shoes
Where you headed?
Are you going my way?
From the way you look you have something to say
But are you going to look at me?
I have a dog hitched up to dancing fleas
He even does tricks
If you throw him a stick
He will go fetch
There are many fish
In this galactic sea
But none of them are as quite a catch
As you
And please do not think of me as rude
No, I do not meant to intrude
I would just like to ask you
What would you do
If you were in love, too?
I know I have a reputation
Some folks call me the jolly-Lolly jerk
O I see that I have put you on intruder alert
-Carousel Song
Space Leopards:
Gasses harasses
Have to be alive
Because they are alive
Because they are alive
Carousing the housing
Has painted windows
Because they are alive
Because they are alive
Carousel parasail
Had a broken implement
Because they are alive
Because they are alive
-Twilight City
Vestaisiax:
Something glows in it
Glows within the twilight city
Shall we dwell within its gleaming walls?
Lollygag Brutus:
Lap up your cactus sugar-water
It will put you in a good mood
Zebba Whitsen:
I hear you say that you are waiting
So I wonder if we are still debating
Is it worth the weight
In heartache?
You will find
Men lose their minds
Sometimes
You skip sand dollars across the shoreline
Are you trading the grain of sand for the granule?
Are you trading the year for the annual?
-Coagulated Music Video
Professor Obrioutte:
There is no need of breaking
Your head over bricks
And throwing the dice
Over magic tricks, neighbor
Hope I do not gripe that the sabre-
Tooth clock is always
Ahead of the Reticulum Biotics
O it is derivative!
Give a dog
A tuffet
Of a puppet
Let us make a music video
Where all the stage props dance around
Then coagulate like blood
Exposing their nucleus of dalliance
-Patients of Destiny
Daalar Kricho:
I am what you look for in the night
The stormy horizon and the playful shadows
Taking form on the window-sill
All night creatures are born of the midnight will
Do you hear the fake rustling of the leaves?
I did not know that the corruptible ones could conceive
Of a night so awash in a star-light spectacle
I do intend to make use of the festivities
Let us not hasten the dreaded hour of sunrise
It is a time of much contemplation
We operate on the patience of destiny
We seek out the patients of destiny
-A Wild Blue Adonis
Sally Astronomicle:
Zebba, the star-beams are upon us
I see you as a wild blue Adonis
-Images Culled from Obscurity
Professor Obrioutte:
The haunted castles
Brightening floods
Let us not get carried away
Don’t be foolish
But be courageous
That you may not suffer miscarriage
The invisible hand
The grasping throat man
I hope we find Earth soon
Principalities prenatal esophagus
Not a charity of breathing
As you may expect
-Upside-down Poetess
Wenduvian Women:
A poetess for Earth is bound
Her world is upside-down
She has a silly frown
The color of a gold-crème crown
She will wear
In her rose-washed hair
-This Oblivion Fate
Daalar Kricho:
It is lonely in this tomb
It is lonely in this life’s cell
But now I have some company in this dark well
Because we all know what misery loves
And I have made a vow to myself
The misery is a gift I will give to others
It is lonely in the torture chamber of the devil’s den
Beaten by the seductress
Love to her is pain and solace
I have tasted her sweet rapture
She is like the burning daughter of the Euphrates River
When my senses were severed from my subconscious
Let loose the immortal context
Of destiny spent imprisoned
Let loose the immortal context
Of destiny meant for oblivion
This oblivion fate
A soul dangling near the mouth of the gate
Can you catch the formless child before the vow breaks?
-Daylight Hears You Crawl
Parsven Undertoad:
Daylight hears you crawl
Daylight here she comes
Talking to you pleasantly
About the weather presently
It seems there might be
A storm coming through
She wants to talk with you
And tell you all about what she saw
A water drop firstly
Then steady the sky was bursting
And the desert used to be thirsty
She came in
And she sat down
At the table
Her hair was dark and brown
She stared for a minute
Then looked down for two
She was chasing spirits
In Gorgolo’s Saloon
Daylight hears you crawl
Across the desert
Into the bathroom stall
You've made your bed
In muddy straw
She thinks the sun is coming for us all
-Eternal Scent
Zebba Whitsen:
I feel like I have been crawling out of the dirt
Trying to get back to Earth
I am far away from home
The scent of other souls
Do they think that they are alone?
I have struggled to be set free
W/the dancing rivers of desire
My soul will be refreshed
I am far away from home
The scent of other souls
Do they think that they are alone?
I am giving you a message to get back
To the place from where I was sent
I am finding your everything from your eternal scent
-Bone Plateau
Space Leopards:
There is a bone plateau
Have you ever noticed the edges of finger-laces,
How sharp they are?
To walk the distance of scarred transportation
And never make it from the couch to the car
The highways have bled
With lives unfortunately fled
They will afford for new risks
Got buried away in avalanche bliss
-Spectacle of Fire Motion
Lixrishia Empress:
Her strength is drawn from within...
On wings of silver destiny she flew thru makeshift twilight
To the console of Ceraenndai to confer with me
And examine the droning plight
So many victims had there been in the kingdom's rural provinces
The warrior drones, preying on the huntresses, have dishonored their code with offenses
The console listens as her blade glistens
Saailei huntress demands
To take a stand
Drones have steel-plated armor, short & long spikes, and grappling claws.
Saailei huntress has stealth prowess, power drain,
And the ability to land on her feet when she falls
The battle is set and in a spectacle of fire motion Saailei huntress jumps,
Twirls her body and kicks the archaic drones in to a land fill dump.
She stands at the foot
Of the Waste Mount,
All who would challenge her
She surmounts
-The Mystery of the Night
Parsven Undertoad:
Do you want to feast tonight?
Feed the inner-beast tonight?
Do you want to decipher the mystery of the night?
Just look inside
The path to the pit is wide
Convince yourself everything is fine
Will you be ruler of the lost?
Destined to interpret dreams of uncertainty
Are you dining on their painful cries?
Wear the image of a tired prize
They think they are nothing without their idols
They will be walking a death-march for many miles
Just look inside
See who you really are
Your life is a scar
On the face of existence
This is the mystery of the night
Where we all turn into
Slightly altered images of ourselves
Ever so slightly
The nightly altar images
Fight their way into your brain
I will bring you a withering flower
At our fateful hour
-Behind a Mirror of Draped Thoughts
Professor Obrioutte:
Ah, so we find
That the light ever brightly blinds,
Our fleeing paths cross and we match wits with the will to survive
There's a question on our minds
Will we find our home planet?
Or are we victims of the night's painful charade?
How far are they willing to take this game?
How do we rid ourselves of our galactic nuisance
It feels like this is real galactic nonsense
Behind a mirror of draped thoughts
Lies our path to freedom
-The Flames of Daybreak
Sally Astronomicle:
Lying in your arms
Was like the earth's crust thrust
Upon my shoulders
Time has grown older
And the air has turned colder
But we have gotten bolder
Zebba Whitsen:
I think I am getting misty-eyed
I have flattered the lady to foolishness
I think I shall turn in for the night
You can reappear to this feasting crowd
Lollygag Brutus:
I do not know where you have
Been in my mind climbing around on ladders
And bent-metal pressed against loose teeth
Zebba Whitsen:
Can you see into the future?
The StarFlower:
Of course not
Let us step away from the flames of daybreak...
-The Hearts of Time
Vestaisiax:
A long, feathery cape
The grasp they cannot escape
The hour is getting late
The hearts anxiously await their return
The chorus wheel begins to burn
Zebba Whitsen:
Tell me, have we found it
Or have we searched
Yet in vain
The StarFlower:
It is not for me to tell you
It is for you to tell yourself
You could search the entire universe
And still he would evade you
But he would be right in front of you
Search inside yourself
Zebba Whitsen:
My gosh-ity
It would be an atrocity
If I have searched in vain
-A Haunted Breeze in the Villa
Zebba Whitsen:
I sit alone
In my midnight chair
Surrounded by Night Maidens
These are not creatures, they are songs of twilight
There are some who claim
That in certain villas
One can find
A haunted breeze
I know of it
I have been comforted by its cool companionship
I'll go with the haunted breeze
It's a common pastime in Quadrant U
I love to feel the freedom of the air
The haunted breeze is blowing through my snakeskin hair
I am in this night
Like a bite
On a ghostly mite
-Caves of Diamond Memories
Biibyl Midibel:
If you are
A June bug of doom
Where are your jittery-critter wings?
Daalar Kricho:
They are hidden, of course
Perhaps I will show you
Vestaisiax:
At this very hour
There are new acquaintances being made
In a cocoon of love that is a cold, damp cave
Sally Astronomicle:
I just love this shade
Daalar Kricho:
I am having a perfectly refined moment
Do you like diamond memories, my dear?
They are those from whence
You can create any past you want
-Wreaking Madness for Amusement
Lollygag Brutus:
Our gas-tank is down to its last gallon
We will have just enough fuel in the Galactic Stallion
To reach our homeland destination
...
Sally Astronomicle:
There is a face
Cemented in the sidewalk
Lollygag Brutus:
Who do you suppose it belongs to?
Zebba Whitsen:
O
I do not know
Copyright ©
Lee
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2005-06-21 20:38:55]
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