Theremin Milkshakes

Georges Cunningham

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Failure.

Constant.

Complete.

Failure.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Hang on tighter.

Blowback.

Blowout.

Blowdown.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Assume control, its diabolical now.

No more, taken outside to be shot.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Drop the bombs, destroy the lives, ruin the cities, the hope, the love.

Spread the fear, the disease, the heartache, the panic, the cosmopolitans.

Drink it up.

Drink til it hurts.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Roll the bones.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

We consume freedom.

We consume the fire inside.

We consume life.

Until it is extinguished.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

A gunshot is heard.

Rivers of blood flow from Saturn, drowning, suffocating.

Breath in the water.

Feel the pressure.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Keep the cross.

Hang the noose.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Hoist the man.

Stab the man.

Shoot the man.

Suck away the joy, the focus, the desire.

Suffocation in a vacuum left by your void.

Vines strangle growth.

Everything dies.

Everyone dies.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Burn yourself.

Hold the candle to your ear.

Taste what you can’t see.

Smell what you can’t touch.

Hear what you can’t comprehend.

It is a loser’s game.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Revenge tastes salty.

Satisfying, so desperately satisfying.

Quench the thirst.

Quench the lust.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Remove the cloth.

Cover with the tongue.

The tongue of the unwarranted.

The tongue of the undeserved.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Lie.

Lie bare and barren.

Lie bare and barren while being devoured.

Lie bare and barren while being devoured by the unsavory mouth of vermin.

Lie.

Lie to.

Lie to me.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Play the game.

There is no game.

Circumnavigate the rules.

For you, there is no game.

Only lies.

Only deception.

Only your lasting memory.

Only your corruption.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

The beating heart beats for you.

The trembling lips tremble for you.

There is nothing left for me.

There is nothing left for me.

But stories.

But bloody pulps.

But spies.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Strip the soul.

Strip the body.

Lie to me.

Strip the mind.

Strip the body.

Lie to me.

Warm wet circles.

Its all warm wet circles.

Its like shooting fish in a barrel.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Feel the pain.

Turn the tables.

Laughter for the universe.

Dismantled it feels to hold this sacred chalice.

Nevermore shall chamois wipe the slate clean.

The slate has dissolved.

Under the melting bodies.

Under the melted souls.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Winter is so cold.

Cold that penetrates and eats away at what is left.

Of the man.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Blaring sirens silence the pangs.

Silence the voices of those to be heard.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Roaring away in the night.

Wandering for answers, blanketed by the darkness from the soul of you and yours.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

All it takes.

Is a snap.

Is a snap.

A twig.

A leaf.

A daydream.

A museum on fire.

A hotplate.

A tomato.

All for you.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Unhooked.

Unbridled.

Apathy is the way to the forgotten realms of consciousness only reachable by intravenous manipulation.

Consumed by this.

This fatal drink.

And the playing of a piano.

With its notes drifting into the wind.

Away with the wind.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

The notes of a piano.

Weeping tears of black dust, scattered about the page.

Carried away with the wind.

With the wind.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Carried away with the wind.

The piano.

Carried away with the wind.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Majestically take the fall.

The notes.

Carried away with the wind.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Buried.

Forgotten.

Underneath it all.

With the piano.

The weeping piano.

Desperately seeking solace.

Just to be carried away with the wind.

Carried away with the wind.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

This is all a test.

Tonight the words prove true.

The wisdom flows like the alcohol down your throat.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Like the weeping piano.

Carried away with the wind.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Like the weeping piano.

This is a test.

This is only a test.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

Only those who disobey will be rewarded.

This is a test.

This is all a test.

This is a test.

This is all a test.