a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Friday, July 21, 2017
photo of you, please, there's still a little bit in my mouth.
your ghost. your weakness. a little of your face i haven't missed. if there are elements of you that can't be photographed, please describe them in your words. in my ear. i can't see whats going on. the possibility for short videos, so it's not hard to fall in multimedia. teach me to be shy. format me, so i don't scare them at all.
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