tesla

david bowie is tesla

...

i believe right now if i could

i would swallow you whole

i would leave only bones and teeth

we could see what was underneath

and you would be free then

breathing

we´ve lost our chance, we´re the first and last,

after the blast,

chips of plutonium are twinkling in every lung.

i love my beloved,

all and everywhere,

only the fools blew it,

you and me knew life itself is breathing.

fuck with fire

and we´ve slept where before 

we wouldn´t stand,

and we can´t hide our hands

because we´ve all smeared guilt 

across our faces

and we´ve lost beauty

and died in all those places.

"fuck with fire" by planes mistaken for stars

ascenseur pour l`échafaud

fahrstuhl zum schafott

.. .. ..

Pain in my breast, suddenly. Ah! it pains. Perhaps I am the one who is dying of his heart. That would be a laugh, for me to die and leave them there, trapped, the tide halted, the boat stuck fast forever. End it all, space and time, one huge flash and then darkness and a blessed silence as the babble stops. Serve them right. serve us all right. We are the dangerous ones, no other species like us, all of creation cowering before us, the death-dealers. I see a forked beast squatting on the midden of the world, red-eyed, regardant, gnawing on a shinbone: poor, dumb destroyer. Better without us, better the nothing than this, this shambles we have raised. Yes, have done with it all: one
universal neck and I the hangman. In the end. Not yet. In the end.



from Ghosts, by John Banville