

elle s'embraceAt the sight of you my heart stutterselle s'embrace
like the wings of a homing pigeon in view of its base Swooping calm and beating the air in a delighted, satisfied insanity at the promise of home Pressing into you like i could perch in that boney cage but there's the betrayal of that sweet flesh that pushes between my fingers through no fault of yours, just my clawing desperation to crush me into you Or compact you and swallow you
Whole.


Kalishnakovfrom the start you were a blank night sky and your smiles flashed by in apocalyptic crescendos at random dismissed in the confusion as a trick of theKalishnakov
eyes i was a brick wall coated in steel with a crown of broken glass and a very crafty periscope trying to feel you out with an 11 foot pole and
latex gloves not seeing very much at all
i don't care for how loudly you yawn your negativity weighs on me
at times i know you wa


two.point.Oh.i am the next evolution assuming that when your heart breaks you are just a brain and a bloodied breathing computer fleshy android-beings who haunt shopping malls poetry readings and beaches at midnight kicking sand up into their New Balance sneaks itching their feet which are still human by definition if they're to be discovered the next day disembodied dumpster dived invisible men defined by flourescent reflections off precisely circular lenses and starch solid whtwo.point.Oh.


The Drama of Pain, part 1So Hitler and Pol Pot were sitting in the deepest bowels of hell when Mahatma Gandhi and Superman walk up. Now Hitler’s pretty perplexed, so he asks Superman what (ahem) the hell he’s doing here. “Well, this hooker made a crack about me being faster than a speeding bullet, so I tore her in half.” Pol Pot nods and says that’s what they got him for also, but what about Ghandi? “They told me to sit down for a moment, so I punched the bastard right in the teeth.”The Drama of Pain, part 1
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Einion
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Former Gallery Director for Vector Art
Sometimes there's a right way and a wrong way to do something; and we do neither.
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The important thing is not to stop questioning.
Albert Einstein
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