Blenheim
Bruises
No moon, no moon in Paris
There’s no moon, no moon in Paris
And it’s very lonely here tonight
Everywhere else there’s a full moon
But not here, not now, and nothing’s going right
What can I do but pretend to be brave
And pretend to be strong when I’m not
There’s no moon, no moon in Paris tonight
And it’s lonely and that’s all I got
No moon, no moon in Paris
And it’s very lonely here tonight
When I think of all the moons that shone for us
So distantly
All through the full moon night
It always made me gasp
Gasp with love to see
But that was when I still loved you
And you loved me
There’s no moon, no moon in Paris tonight
And it’s lonely, and that’s all I got
Everything passes, everything changes
There’s no way to stay the same
As below, then so above
The only thing that stays the same is love
Socialist realism
Kate Moss
As Kate Moss said: Nothing tastes so good as shitting feels.
Blood-stained moon
Looking for a fox
Erythrocytes
Sometimes you love
And gotta be a stranger,
Domesticate the beast
Some call soul, some call soul.
Sometimes you love
And gotta be bien stronger
Nurture and feed the beast
Some call self, some call self.
Is it love, love, love or bioengineering?
Is it love, love, love or Selbstaufwertung?
Is it love, love, love or dated social practice?
Erythrocytes
Incompatible at times,
Bred in childhoods too strong
To undo, to undo.
Caressing in
Designated areas and
Psychopaths were once cute
Babies too, babies too.
Is it love, love, love or bioengineering?
Is it love, love, love or Selbstaufwertung?
Is it love, love, love or dated social practice?
The worst violence we do to ourselves.
The worst violence we do to ourselves.
The worst violence we do to ourselves.
After the catastrophe
