Rage born of solitude, outcast.
How you suck dry my will to live How you bring bottled despair For a project into your delusion, Because meddling with another’s ri… You can, getting a fake tourism ti…
« Je me trompe peut-être, mais le ça, le moi, le surmoi, le moi idéal, l’idéal du moi, le processus secondaire et le processus primaire du refoulement, etc. – en un mot les grandes mach...
This force compelling me to write Even in the most nubilous mood, I left scattered, unchecked charac… Things said no one eventually bear… Do what?
Someone should stand to someone’s… The Falcon should go respectfully… There should be axiological princi… Pigs should have better living con… Cows should not die by the hammer…
Um tiro no escuro A shot in the dark Next time I’ll shoot you in the m… Said the man, empty handed, But not out of resources,
Who am I? No sono nessuno. Although I were teached to write Instigated to enhance my might Told it was a lost cause not to fi…
Sexuality is a spectrum you can ar… But, unfortunately, you cannot des… Subpoena of being a used of a thou… NYC performing arts library so co… All that art we need, they don’t w…
Champagne supernova Out of the subject And yet, oddly, pertinent When revisiting a daughter, Such an intimate sentiment,
Since when do you know who am I?, Roared the old man with worked, br… And you never will, you little mot… As a tree has its rings, the moment of your discrete appear…
To all those pretty houses Those mighty loudspeakers, Electrostatic, hybrids, B&W, JB… I miss you guys, oh mys... Although you, Sonus Faber, are th…
Seems to be a fascination, In a time of Brazilian Wax And shinning Cunni exposé Legs open far, allegoric dorsum As an Inventiveness of Self
This is the day where I was calle… My writings unbearable for some in… Well one may say better stridulous… Writing is an extension of humanki… Nobody is owner to pages, critics,…
All my grieving are my skins, Cameleon of beautiful leather. Oh my labyrinthine patterns, Old skins of detachment and furlou… Oh why I still have a room for yo…
How you suck dry my will to live How you bring bottled despair For a project into your delusion, Because meddling with another rive… You can, getting a fake tourism ti…
Short and direct as dangerous sect… Founder of a religion like dear S… It Was a reality, not an urban my… Not principles, that I actually a… Nor lack of Cassandra’s touch, se…