MIND THE SILVER TONGUE (demo)

1Q84

1Q84 written by Imaad Wasif for the mindfilm adaptation of the same title (One Q Eighty-Four or ichi-kew-hachi-yon (いちきゅうはちよん Ichi-Kyū-Hachi-Yon?)) based on the novel by Haruki Murakami.

CASTE BLUES

Fuck The Caste System

...

For the Hindu

For the Sikh

For the one of Allah

...

I am untouchable,

You cannot touch me I'm so low

MR MOJO DYIN

VOCAL/GUITAR I. WASIF, BOBB BRUNO ON BASS
LA WOMAN

THE VISITOR

I heard the splendor of fear,

  but I felt nothing.

I heard the harp of the New Albion,

its detuned chorale sweeping through the hills,
while a swarm of flies gathered in the sunlight nearby,

ushering in a new day –

  but I do not feel any differently now.

A black tapestry still hangs on the wall,

outside the doorway

  where our first visitor came,

  only to be sent away quickly,

  before you were awakened.

A silken thread floating in the wind,

undulates, 

snakelike,

before my eyes

  and I realize that I can finally see

  every color that can be reflected through air,

  in prismatic waves all around me.

Perhaps I am not blind after all,

  but only suspected of being so in a dream.

Unpublished Poems

May 2012

ORIGINS

Origins

I’m aligned with the higher vibrations
In the chords there’s no hesitation
Brought me back from a known extinction
Flicker forth

Looking out over cliffs and chasms
Origins of a life-long imbalance
Seeping in to my hollow delusions
Flicker forth

Who’ll tame the waves of electricity?
Who’ll be the beacon for me?
Who’ll guide by lantern and by degrees?
Throughout the violence
Voltage is silent
Flowing through her beauty

I thought love would grow dead and twisted
Poison-filled in a dimming instant
At the source when I’m feeling wicked
It flickers forth

Who’ll tame the waves of electricity?
Who’ll be the beacon for me?
Who’ll guide by lantern and by degrees?
Throughout the violence
Voltage is silent
Flowing through her beauty