unidentified tears

Her blinks shoot light

servus

"Where he's got an algebraic equation to solve in the blink of a bee's eye, and he does it, and in a way it's so poetic. It doesn't make the defenders cry, it makes them wear diapers."

Shadow of a magpie

Church closed on Sunday

twelve billionaires burst into pieces

‘‘You just work here, you don’t have authority over me. You don’t have a gun, so you’re not gonna make me leave. I’m gonna do this trick; you’re gonna watch. And call the cops in the meantime if you’re that passionate about it. But I’m passionate about what I do, too.’’

Sheep-like orchid clouds that shepherd men

Take stock

Warm Glas Cool Wasser

Animals are a gift that keeps on bleeding

Ultra violent light

Ultra violet night

visit once every season

Chocolate ingots for the child

"My family did just well enough so that I could grow up poor around white people."

01! 01! 01!

Innernational Coop of Radical Eouth

Fantastically monogamous union based on material socialism

Good friends, see those with good friends

Io ruminare 

Don't mind the speed as you travel in their slipstream

She cups a small moth in her hand, and says: Make a wish. Let go, he replies. She opens her hand, and the moth stays

To all orifices for all testimonies

The heavens flash the color of your bruises 

For Lovers of Self-Knowledge 

claque!

Chip

蟄

Take a deep breath the truth is within you

Underneath the skin the rest

Let them wake up, without yesterday, tomorrow

Picked lavender 

Neglected in pocket

Found six months later

The telephone at your parents' rings. No one else there, you answer. 

A digitally generated female voice—artificial, without lilt, and cold—speaks: This is an international call. Your landline will be terminated today. Your landline will be terminated today. Your landline will be terminated today. Your landline will be terminated today...

They die phone in charge

AGE OF CONTENT

Jokes and their attendant butts

Every porcelain shelf in the washrooms was crowded with empty glass bottles.

• You wake up to a sledgehammer crushing your chest. The sound of your ribcage fracture, then shatter, shards and splinters piercing through the heart, then beaten to its final splatter of grace. All shiny under the morning suuuuuuuuuuuhhhhuuhuuun.

Floating Period

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Sleeping in another orientation, falling in another order

Money * Love

Where is midnight right now?