this is the piece that got Marv Ng known as the Starving Marv Ng, demonstrating his resistance to acceptable levels of consumption. Marv Ng verses written by R. Kahler.
Description under construction
Tigress is a myth
U-Fraidees are lurkers
they might even be 'you', U-Fraidees
Compositions and arrangements, production, janitorial: CIVIL
Story behind the song
Marv Ng resides on Planet MKRXXZ, MKRXXZ Nation.
He worked on the inside as a systems analyst in the financial sector for a time but he snapped.
He is now a performance artist on the fringe of society.
Lyrics
Holiday riots fill up suicide trains
Loved ones lie in death boxes
waiting for corporate trucks to pick them up
and then dump them at recycle centers
No ceremony except the "heave-ho"
Next week's specials will be served in diners
at affordable market prices.
Bring the kids.
What I leave is a ghost of data, undeleted,
never to be fully accessed...
Whiz kids will skip right over me,
searching for games of sex and war they will play
until broken thumbs hang from their hands like soft penises
I am a joystick lacking giddy joy - pull my stick.
I don't want to be hungry anymore,
but the times I was most warmly full,
are the times when I felt most dead.
Every stage seemed like a stadium,
audiences hung upon my every word -
until ulcers deprived me of my meals
and awakened my sickened senses.
I see corpses everywhere.
You don't want to stare at your fork -
the thing on the end is covered in rot.
The odors on this block
come from urine covered sidewalks outside
and, inside, hangs the fine odor of sweat,
of stale urine and badly aimed excrement.
Being hungry makes me sick, but, I like it;
when I take a walk, I know where to step
