Okay, so I have some suggested lyrics. Heavy emphasis on the suggested
part. Let me preface this by saying that I did not actually write these lyrics, or more accurately, â€œpoemâ€. It was done with one of those automatic programs where you provide a noun, verb, etc. and it uses those to generate a poem. I did have to tweak it a little bit so that it would make â€œsenseâ€. I have no idea how you would even turn this into a song or if you would just chant it, or whatever, but there you go.
Ridiculous Russian Doll(s)?
Your skin glows like the banana,
It blossoms as the stinkweed in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your squeaky voice,
and leaps like a cockroach at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great vulture wing.
I am comforted by your business sock that I carry into the twilight.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of syrup.
As my foot falls from my sock, it reminds me of your ridiculous Russian doll.
In the quiet, I listen for the last scream of the day.
My spleen leaps to my throat.
I wait for you in the moonlight so that we may yell as one, monkey to monkey,
in search of the magnificent and mystically ridiculous Russian doll of love.
My favorite line is â€œIn the quiet, I listen for the last scream of the dayâ€. How do you know when itâ€™s the last