Sunday 15th May



Snakes wore the faces of people I trusted, speaking tongues with
strained & familiar voices, caught writhing, vulgar & radiant gold
in the crossplay of a searchlight sunset. Contorted features faked
euphoria, Purgatory, Hieronymus Bosch, Han Solo embedded in a block
of something violent. Sirens singing sailors onto the rocks.

Listening to  Positive Merge’s ‘Rh ( Annie Hall Remix )’

5 thoughts on “Sunday 15th May

  1. Onkel tom hat keine ahnung wer dieses barbara-shirt in seine hütte brachte,
    vieleicht futurama,
    the it-girl wasn’t it,i swear.
    Good night
    your chilli vanilli

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