Untimely Meditations by Saul Williams

BOMB 59 Spring 1997
Issue 59 059  Spring 1997

Who me?
I play scales
the scales of dead fish of oil slicked seas
my sister blows wind through the hollows of fallen trees
and we are the echoes of eternity
echoes of eternity
echoes of eternity

maybe you’ve heard of us
we do rebirths, revolts and resurrections

we threw basement parties in pyramids
(I left my tag on the wall)
the beats would echo off the stone …
Ba boom boom ohm

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