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
Monday, February 4, 2019
six forms of publicity, talk to me without answer
last of the surveillance, party-supply-party
music videos, looking, waiting, watching
*they can't all be winners*
for when, if
the performance ends.
but just as we say: die. exhausted. done.
the performance still prevails. another.
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