(Thurston). flipped on my perceptik cogs. checked in with the future gods. for melodies of bees and hogs. start my day the perfect way. burned a batch of mazzy funk. poor girl noise and choke style punk. clapped it on and off I slunk. to the streamXsonik subway. first I need my iris scanned. as I smell the breeze of electric tin. w/ purple lights i'm motioned in. wink the gain to minus 10. fell asleep and missed my stop. got rousted by a low-beam cop. got a ticket-patch for illicit flop. then froze me with his jesus gun. that don1t mean i'm shot down yet. the glow below of the whisper jet. it all means so much to us. we dream below the rainbows rust. clipped on my streetmatik clogs. pushed thru the hyped-out fervent fogs. found my way with sensoid jogs. new radio structure. state my name and locus frame. paid the price for crashing fame. the apprentice sparks his initial flame. the printout signs says "further". antique minds with rivered hair. streamXsonik subway fare. stay in touch electric dear. our lightmap eyes together. .