no, to night sugar

Paris

Moving at the speed of an August sunset, still as we were in the eye of a tornado.

And so Allah said unto to thee trash the land of your benevolent host consume their products and blame them for your own childish actions ruin the planet which i have made for you

Black silk black nylon black wool black cotton black polyester

capitalization of ethics

problem inventors

in all manners that justified their freedom

Dad was a slave, no dead of night to bring him back Date flower, my leek-root grandmother was all that stood Mother expecting craved green fruit Adobe wind-screens, under oil lamp Black fingernails of her son Her father out to sea or the peasants revolt His thick hair and large eyes I take after So I was told It was the wind that raised me four out of five The world an embarrassment through and through Some read sinner in my eyes and move on Some read idiot on my lips and move on I shall never feel sorry Brilliance in the crack of dawn In the dew that pearl my brow Drops of blood Star or shade Like no hangdog with a loose tongue I’ve always come a-panting

진정하시오, 목소리에 날이 서 있는 그대.

O, C was sensitive, in an irritable kind of way, and, having an extremely acute sense of his surroundings, had the potential to be a most volatile prick, especially in the opening hours of his waking life. D was more messy, and noisier, one to litter with his traces and fill with sound the space he occupied, as if oblivious to their effects on the world, if not to demonstrate inflection of some kind that betrayed person freedom—something libertarian maybe. They lived together, sharing a two-room studio with shared entrance, which also happened to be the only path to the washroom.

G retained a certain elusive beauty that no camera seemed able to capture.

We had founded Eden of our own, our haven for corrupted innocence, around a well of joyous tears with which we anointed each other. Of secrets where nothing but our memory alone could gain access, not even God. I remember, how i kicked the trunk of a sycamore tree to release rain from its foliage and shower over us, how her face split open into a wild smile then—all teeth and gum—in surprise and ecstatic wonder, mirroring my own maybe. That smile, all of this, a memory that is now solely my own, explodes into millions of pixels, and I'm rent in all directions. I feel so dizzy I can hardly lie...

Strawberry dye

his spunk tastes like yours, but sweeter

With his face pinned against the ground, all he could see was a trickle of blood forming a pool beside his head. The sun seemed to melt into his wounds, setting them on fire.

salty soup

Tears drip spoons rise

Bugged  ear

Record's end crackles embers

Blood ran black beneath the moonlight
Cutting off the hands she used to hold
Ho oh oh oh oh oh old
Ho oh oh oh oh oh whoa
Ho oh oh oh oh they used to hold

On your body lands first fly of the year

Shadow flush

BPMs of newborns make Gabber

No boat left uncapsized

Only the label is real give a fiver

Dear Galilean moons,

They are rent with elation.

Peepcheepcheep

Nothing complete before death

Stretched narratives float in the ambient

Green mouse ghost 

The bat flew

No one

Through the back door that was left open, the breeze, like me, invited itself in. Sheer curtains billowing in the threshold, the children seemed to have disappeared. 

The snow melted their heart.

"i knew as we were walking across the bridge in the bluish light that this would be a moment i would remember fondly and achingly, if i were to find myself one day without ___. That, if one day I found myself in a dark grueling tunnel again, which i would know will eventually terminate, i shall look forward to another day in the bluish light, crossing a bridge with someone different, who too i will remember for as long as my sanity remained in the material world. "

Contesting the sated child, whose hunger at a raw smorgasbord was for security and praise, Anguis whispers: "May you always be lit by the fires of life, for being ignited is transformative. Nothing touched by flame remains the same."

How cows raised some of you

One continuous shot until the player finishes or dies

Death to full-ish cerebrations 

snowy tree cricket

If you encounter a snowy tree cricket, you can approximate the air temperature in fahrenheit. First count the number of songs given in 13 seconds then add 40.

The first sheep was special

The second sheep was special

The third sheep was black

The fourth sheep was a cannibal

The fifth sheep was special

2008-2012

뽀린 자전거의 질주 

불사 맞바람의 충돌

실눈의 칼 같은 결의 

이것은 너를 바라볼때의 

나의 영상, 너의 괴도.

입가에 울려 퍼지는 잔잔한 파도

그리고

그 미소의 대반향 

대체 어디로 향하는 거냐고.

뚤어지라 짖어대는 가슴의 행방,

난 그런거 모른다우

"이천팔"

그래,

이 세상엔 별별 사람들이 다 있구나

별별,

모두가 스타라는 뜻이겠지

텅빈 놀이터 속 따스한 달빛에 그을린 얼굴은 불타오른다

지금 나는 숨은 차다

동심의 공간으로 발을 딛으며

모래 속 덮어진, 그 투명한 기억들, 하나하나 애써 애무 해보지만

미래를 떠올리는 바람에 실상이라는 파도에 휩쓸리고

잔잔하던 옛 기억 하나, 둘 씩 떠 밀려간다

가슴에 남는 잔상, 그 자취의 향에 

현기증이 난다

슬픔도 아닌

기쁨도 아닌

정체를 알 수 없는 눈물만 들이 차

앞은 잘 보이질 않는다

Tract under sole

Turtles they shadow your steps
Shells beige they break under
The knowns the ones we've sown
Paintings and sculptures
Littered with your hands
I scream and water fall

Factories leaving workers

1. The breeze brushes you before i can smell you

Less than three to you two!

Oh what great misfortune: to see oneself watch others live in their own heads

Figures without surface

Fascism against monoculture

The level of focus she commands obliterates longing, beats even the short-term effects of the illegal stimulants

death to the poets that champion words 

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

                                                .

Sleeping in another orientation, falling in another order

Money * Love

Where is midnight right now?

Collagen

Salivation II

A coda to my mother's diary, her sole surviving item. Its leather-bound surface was charred by the flames, which, according to those who were present, resembled enormous cloven tongues rising up from the earth, licking savagely out towards salvation just out of reach. So I am told; I can imagine the dark heavy clouds in the vespertine sky, bloated with a brood of our economy, black and blue like my buffeted mother, the impending squall to bury in hail the serpentine orgy of spirits, just moments too late.

Oh the things I see when i close my eyes, he said.

Blood gushes over your face. It feels cold.

Some fortune, the value of this currency to equate the age of the universe.

How , ciao is round and endless

nㅏ ddㅏ rㅏ hㅐ bㅏoㅣ rㅓ kㅔ, ship say key yea

Devil had a big d

which he got rid of

Even the abyss in me is lit

Unending procession of impeccably dressed bankers on bicycles.

Mother of god

Father if god

Die sonne the daughter

Daughter named Paloma 

Insults make distinctions

The faucet a fountain

You pay for the shadow

Dr tremble

Game in which you are surgeon

So any plans so little hands

Hear the grandmother play keyboard in headphones

Listen to the rhythm

Let it guide your melody

Silent rain

\

Children on the Prices of Things 

The place is always full and runs with no menial tasks whose performers are not short of dignity.

Amid the morning peal, a meow

 Paper plane in hand, Young Friar tiptoes into the office of the Saint

Running towards the bus all ecstatic

"A total of 29,086 measures of barley were received over the course of 37 months.

Signed, Kushim."

Look at that red sky over there. Red in the morning, sailors take warning. That is bright.

hands and muzzle all red, they devour pomegranates at the adult's table

When a mosquito dies in a high five

With rain the smell of sycamore is redolent of your anus

In Tokyo

Dérive jusqu'à ce que tu meurs

Women of color take stabs at scaring birds.

One thousand pillows, gasoline, fire.

Deliver a blow to the hurt and say this shall pass

Cooking, the man calls for his cat.

"24 Hours!"

"24 Hours!"

"24 Hours!"

He sounds delusional, alone, unaware...

This goes on for a long while before the cat enters the shot.

A night away from the city, we lay down by a lake and stargaze in silence. At some point, making sure that no one hears me, quietly I spoke: "I give you ten seconds if you can hear me right now". Listen, when the count hit five, I swear, like a laceration that is healed as soon as it is inflicted, the brightest shooting star flashed across the sky.

Young mother on a bicycle with her little boy in the safety seat pulls over. In absolute stillness they watch a demolition site across the street. One block down, someone spray paints a beautiful euro sign on the trunk of a sycamore tree.

Accelerated EPM

At dusk an illiterate post-person burns undelivered letters, effectively immolating their lover at the stake

길을 나섰지만 눈엔 눈물이 들어차고 길은 보이지 않았습니다.

To vomit glitter onto a dead puppy

The moon shines the same

The drifting clouds

The fickle pollution

The fine dust

Make it seem different

On different nights

"There is no such thing as your own life. Your wish to end your own life shall (not) be granted."

"To grope toward a bridge that spans the yawning chasm between savagery and dignity."

Creature-shaped water

So like Ruby said to me love is attention and attention is time

I've brought you a bone to beat me with

To train animals to become vegetarians

A drizzle wets your clothes

The host dies for its parasites

The scorched rice at the bottom of the pot was mother's favorite, a golden remnant of life after the war.

Nervous fiddling of night insects

Systems of quiet love

The sibilant travel far

How Sugar Mountain salted the shit out of High Stick in St. Francis.

Everyday gets louder in the month of July.

b.d.

You are wrong in saying that I am right

Für alle alten deutschen Paare

"The only phenomenon with which writing has always been concomitant is the creation of cities and empires, that is the integration of large numbers of individuals into a political system, and their grading into castes or classes. It seems to have favored the exploitation of human beings rather than their enlightenment."

Fear of extinction as nostalgia

You are black and I am yellow, but for you i will turn red and blue.

Wealth of secrets

To age and become older than your father who died in his teens.

켘

From where I lay the clear glass looked milky, and, watching a starry night octopus tiptoe on seabed i could almost taste the bad takoyaki I once had in Seoul. 

That great place where you have nothing to lose

i saw a child who looked like this today

"For centuries after antiquity, friendship was a very important kind of social relation: a social relation within which people had a certain freedom, certain kind of choice (limited of course), as well as very intense emotional relations. There were also economic and social implications to these relationships -- they were obliged to help their friends, and so on. I think that in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries, we see these kinds of friendships disappearing, at least in the male society. And friendship begins to become something other than that. You can find, from the sixteenth century on, texts that explicitly criticize friendships as something dangerous.

  The army, bureaucracy, administrations, universities, schools, and so on -- in the modern senses of these words -- cannot function with such intense friendships. I think there can be seen a very strong attempt in all these institutions to diminish or minimize the affectional relations. I think this is particularly important in schools."

Father would do anything to protect spouse and offspring. Mother would do anything to protect offspring. 

Fiery leaves sail down the stream. Look how the towers shimmer and wobble like jelly.

I have no sense of humour and this saddens me infinitely.

Compromesso tra le regole e le realtà...un piede in due fiumi

I took the train this morning, you? 62 cents for 1,5L of evian. 

Turn away from the mountains

The stream divides the land

The Alpine light reflected on her face dispels all the illusions of love in him. Aware that this is only the prelude to theit imminent procreation, he thinks this group of foreign individuals have been handpicked by god. 

free of questions

feather eyelids

i am happy for you

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Cloven tongue, yes. Serpent, no.

Debt

Real estate
To do without cash

sodomy between peace and justice

these flowers peddle no scent

all

Sole Survivor Will

"The fleas have fled from the burning house, and have taken refuge with me here."

I cane hear myself blank

Fuck one another, as I have fucked you

So. Until we meet again, my dear thief

Fin Killing Liberty

To be or not to be? Makes no difference to me

뽕은 가장 한국적인 영화다.민화가 중국의 수묵화와 확실히 구별되는 한국적인것과 같은 이유다 이어령교수가 가장 한국적인 것을 기호라는 상징으로써 한과 신바람을 예로든다... 그것은 단군신화의 웅녀부터 춘향전까지... 한이 서려있지만, 그에대한 복수없이 그저 신바람으로 승화시키는게 우리네 이야기다... 나에게 한을준 대상에게 끝까지 복수하는 일본과 다르다... 춘향이가 변사또에게 복수하지 않고 심봉사가 뺑덕어멈을 복수하지 않는다 한을 신바람으로과장된 익살과 해학으로 승화시킨 이 영화는 그래서 가장 한국적인 영화이다 이 영화를 무슨 저질 3류영화로 치부하는 인생들이야 말로 자신의 무식을 깨닫길 바란다

Northern gust through the east
raising the hair of the beasts

 Energetic Waist

Better spent gorging something -- anything -- than missing material. 

Rising to set in the future, we too travel

incensed

none over tidings 

maudlin no longer

Green birds and lions

Strike fear into their hearts 

Let them die in the same hell they were born

concomitant snowmelt

Chinese busloads

Respiration obstructed

brawny

foghorn dirge

A bee
Staggers out
Of the Colony

Dogs with tourettes

The greatest evil is physical pain

수면의 깊이

만약 저 파란 하늘에 침을 힘껏 뱉는다 하면

눈시울은 달아오르고
세상은 뭉그러 질 태지요

길떠나 봤자
동네 한 바퀴
약속시간 한 마디 늦춰지고
다시 또 차 오르겠죠

썰렁한 바람 씨익
스치면 짙게 붉 히는 개 한 소절

더 이상 사유도 뭐도 없이
오로지 앞날 만을 떠올려 볼까 합니다

기다려봐요
이름도 잊은채
빛 바랜 저 하늘 아래

스카이라인 서서히 넘어 마침 잠겨버릴
그 찰나 떠오르는 이 몸 덩어리 우리 같이 꼬옥 붙잡 고요

"No writing can move a soul like the ferric stink of blood", he said.

I xan read your mind: quiet but clear.

blood moon soon

숯

soot

AFKN

다독
속독
정독
난독 

The day will come like a chastity thief in the night

我 is me

Message in a Coke Bottle

If your memories formed a sea
She would be a lost anchor
Sunken deep where no life may sleep
Where no light can breach
The silence between us


                          Evil



          For the comfort of flowering bosoms
         Evergreen drive for the uncharted
        Mast in the woods, caked sneakers and holes
       Soiled face at war with the immaculate garden

       Weatherproof

                              Are we just kids


      Still

    There's whispered courage in your eyes
   ma, maA? MaA? Ma!

Honey Bee

Why don't you first harvest then

Home

Don't you regret what you find

In weathered pockets

For us there is no future

Right now

For you, I can't surrender

For I am already dead

To Choke on a Tentacle

pandering angles

A newborn is about the size of a croissant, weighs less than a cup of coffee, and is about 900 times smaller than its mother.

O vermin!

How you long for that ruddy soil!

The law is written in stone. But grace, my friends, is written in your... 

It takes time to go a long way

These pariahs today shall perish. They are far too bright

Through the clammy air, I see your malar flush potentiate this nightly gloom. I will not bite this glum plum, its curious kernel like the almond-shaped matter in the back of our heads.

Dear cosmic sadness, you disgorge the cardinal humors of others. And I seethe in them. Over my left one, I will put on your staunch leather thong--my tourniquet, my soiled and crimped little helper.
Listen to the blackened reprisal, another sebaceous movement from which we shall rise again to walk among those lurid pariahs of tomorrow 

LSAT
"A person's ability to keep confidences is a large part of being a friend, since frequently such an ability enables a high degree of openness in communication. Thus, a high degree of openness in communication is an essential part of friendship."

can of spam

fin à vin

Take a look, the moon represents my heart

Q: For what?
A: For lovers of self-knowledge

the surplus among us

믿음

소망

사탕

Full moon

Forbidden love
Atop a Pyramid

Three Teslas approaching at a trembling speed

"From now on, you've got to pay attention to how you look," she said when they were back in the car. As he stared at the ravaged hands clutching the wheel, Gal felt they belonged to someone else. "You've got to be fashion-conscious," she was saying. "Fashion is the silliest, vainest game there is, which is exactly why it's so much fun. Do you know what clothes and makeup are for? Why we put them on? Just to take them off, to have something to strip away in order to feel naked. They are there to evoke what can’t be seen. But that, of course, is the joke, because when you strip off the clothes and wash all that makeup, what do you have? Hairstyle."

I don't know what you need me for

Your glass is filled to the brim

And I'm not drinking 

Bring me a pry bar, will you? I can't seem to open my fist