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Faces

from Machines by HAAGS

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lyrics

save for a reason, what reason? no reason
jack gawks out his window at the deluge of bodies
there are sun spots in his eyes, he’s nod but a carrion
who’s carrying a sock and buskin

face after face after face
jack wades through his forlorn streets
he’s a function of his feed, of all the screens
ed mordake’s got more ways to scream
seems that every doc donning insolvent
promenades with cacophonous ire
that will atrophy within desire
soon as its transience reveals the mire

now the pyre dies into ashes
but there’ s no one to witness the passage
or abandon larkspurs at headstone
and grieve the death of our hopes

he’s a breathing gland; his hands fidget
over obscure happenings in some quaint cafe
exudes an overwhelming solipsism
but he’s a xeroxed distortion of the ones he feigns to be

jack sees his cells dividuated then reconstructed and tainted
“now we all feel the same now we all feel the same
except we don’t feel a thing it’s all just things things things”

bootless signs worn out and passed on
maybe there was once some substance

“a wave of joy to feed the machine
just to have it feed it back to me
impress desire upon slates unseen
inexorable refits for a face now"

he sees he sees everything at least what it is he can perceive
media moguls relinquish autonomy to automated desiring
and he cries out every channel is the same
every channel becomes a grave

interred into ones and zeros
our elected mayor now a jackleg hack in silicon-valley schemes
depleted and disquiet he contends with what,
what gurgles beneath him; it’s better to leave it

but jack falls to knees and digs
his hands sphacelate and his will reneged
his sallow face unearthed from relief
ululating in the wave of grief

“a wave of joy to feed the machine
just to have it feed it back to me
impress desire upon slates unseen
refits for a face befitting the machine”

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from Machines, released July 20, 2022

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