dangle

dangle, with a shame so shallow it redeems a broken soul, lost; if only for the intensity of the statement, stark white against a backdrop of a life lived in black. dream, to an arched nose so delicate, it perches on endangerment; An orchid in the midst of humans radiating my dream back to me.

Monday; Vacation

got onto an airplane to go away i thought I might be alive but the dreams came and went and found the same there, as it is everywhere. i lit a candle on the plane to stave the evil spirits off – but we all faked love for the sake of convenience ;;; CONTRADICTIONS ;;; … Read moreMonday; Vacation

auslander

wir sind auslander; haben nichtswir wollen nicht zu integrierenalso schrieben wir diesesauf unsere knockenmit unsere blut und leben…ist es moglich,das du mich [mein kultur]magst?

Blocking the Exit

Uh oh, you’ve done it again. Too many drugs, too little time; the world will spin for you and under you and over you. It’s too late; not even the magic doctors with their serums and utensils can stop the opening void in reality. You believe in conspiracies. You follow threads of actions from start … Read moreBlocking the Exit

Ronald Regan

I was reading a Times article about Republicans and what they need to do to regain power. Apart from the obvious – be like Obama – or the other obvious question: Why the hell is the Times helping to provide a focus to the Republicans, anyway!?! – it occurred to me I have basically lived … Read moreRonald Regan

Soapbox Artist: collecting art & literature of the worst kind