Marv Pragner waited for high-school.
He brings the books with him
He brings Le Passeur
He takes Scott Pilgrim
Always had the Rubik's cube
But never seemed to use it
At least not when boredom almost murdered him
There's people around you man.
Yes, but sorry I don't talk to strangers.
Not around my age, not around my interests,
I'm always tasting Aphex Twin
And enjoying Ginger Root.
But the frenchs don't know them guys
I seem, I act like a box
But a box that's full of stuff.
Like Schrödinger's Cat
Except I'm not a cat, I'm a box, i'm-
Marv Pragner waited for high-school.
Old stuff gets him.
And that's why Cameron Lew got him,
And that's why this Polaroid
Polaroid Autofocus Sun 600
That sits with empty Arizonas-
And that wall with squares and circles of colors
Are there with a title that says
"Don't Put Titles" That's ironic.
Ironic is assigned to his friends
Michael Anthony, Nate Versailles,
Evelyn Goodeye, god bless Evelyn.
Laughs are among the friends,
But Goodeye knows how to deal with love.
Especially with Marv's love which again
Marv Pragner waited for high-school.
Look, good-looking art from
really good-looking people.
I could make music friends.
I could make music at all.
And surprise, new software,
new experimentation, cables everywhere
knobs on a metal plate
with black and white boxes.
You touch 'em, you make 'em sound.
That speaks for a big future.
A big pleasant future.
That speak for a small house
But size doesn't count
And Marv wants that pleasant house.
Again, Marv Pragner waited for high school.
Don't worry, it'll be great and worse,
elevator goes up down, up down,
But it needs to go further too, and Marv knows that stuff
Marv thought of that stuff.
I'll live without dying he says.
I'll live at the fullest.
And I'll leave a trace,
A big existence trace.
Can I notice it?
Is it orange? Yeah, it's yellow cheddar.
Like my suit, I like that Turtleneck sweater too.
It looks like white vanilla, put that vanilla with my coffee and milk please.
Chill out dude, you're typing too fast,
Yeah, but I'm Marv, and I like writing stuff like this.
Marv Pragner waited for high-school.