![]() ![]() ![]() I feel wedded to this hour, we could die in this hour You are beautiful in that dress, in this place, at this hour The atmosphere will have our focused attention. I refuse to hear from you any lamentations |I absolve your vices, I indulge in your virtues Waiting for a spine-shattering breakthrough Optimist and pessimist, believer and fearer Relieving ourselves of the agony of waiting for a good time. This is why you put on your face before going outīefore going to and fro, here and there, out for a good time We are living, we have an itch to scratch You’ve traversed the straights, the belly of the beastīeen dumbfounded by instinct, by agony, you’veīeen Suppressed, you’ve buckled under pressure. People want to know how and when they will die. In addition to the gift, I beg you go with me.īlood leaves the body red, and then goes rusty with age. My tail is writhing at the faintest glimmer of your perfection. Like all grasping lunatics and unexceptionals With other notable work by Lukas Guard and Allison Boyd. ![]()
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